How It Ends

I miss him so freakin much

I gathered all of him 

Next to me

On that Sabbath night.

Covered myself in peace

That the candles brewed,

But the tears fell anyway.

A hat, a sock, a necklace

Weighing on my chest,

All the rest

On my heart, beating.

He still holds

The three seashells

Which I wrote upon, clicking

And so we wait, 

Breathing softly, 

Water gathering in our eyes, 

For destiny to whisper

How the story ends..

"Surprise!"