The Realization

To taste you
I must waste all
that we tried to accomplish
for so long.

And to waste you,
I must continue
to bury every emotion
deep beneath the sand.

And as the sand blows away,
so does every remembrance
of a time once wondrous,
beloved.

And chronology is unsettling,
yet lasting.
And once it brings peace back to me,
I will forever yield before her.