THIS IS HOW YOU BROKE ME

I was staring blankly at the sky. Listening to the sound of the ocean. Feeling the crisp of the sand. I closed my eyes and fell asleep, slowly and all at once. This is how you broke me. You were the wave and I was the shore. You were there, conquering the sea and giving life to the creatures underneath. I was there, waiting for you. Come and go, come and go. All you do is give me some and leave with none. I did not mind. I would not mind. I gladly accepted you every time although I know you will just wash me down again.

As I fell asleep, I felt the sun kissed my face. It did not hurt that much, but  I surely was damaged by its heat. This is how you broke me. You were the sun and I was the flower. You made me grow and gave me life. I depended too much on you that I forgot that you could only bring me your warmth and nothing else. Maybe, just maybe, I accepted too much of your warmth that I withered.

Unfortunately, the weather was a little courageous to let the rain come down. I slowly felt the drops. They were dripping, nothing and no one can ever stop them from falling. This is how you broke me. You were the lightning and I was the thunder. In every storm, we are always close to each other, but we never meet. You travel too fast I was already left behind. All I can do is shriek and make you notice that yes, I am here. Relentlessly chasing you. Every storm, yes, every storm this is what we do.

How could it possibly be that the wave keeps coming back to the lonely shore though it knows that it'll have to leave again?  How can the sun give so much warmth that the flowers withered? How can the lightning travel too fast without taking into consideration that something may be left behind? Maybe, they were just like you after all. You keep coming back to check up on me, but you do know that you will have to leave. You gave me so much warmth and when you suddenly walked away, I realized how withered I have become because I always choose to hide under your shadow. You travel too fast and did not look back. You did not look back. And that is how you broke me. Slowly and all at once.