It has taken over.

every millimeter of every letter,

centimeter of every word,

an inch of ever sentence,

that all adds up to a mile of sobriety.

Your words are thoughts,

that have flowed out with no consent.

The harshest of words,

used to define a girl

that you barely know.

You know the surface of every beach,

but not the depths of the sand.

How much water it soaks up,

how many castle walls built by hand.

You have been a constant hurricane,

this time,

you took it all away.

Every happy memory,

every lovable moment that was shared,

between two lovers.

The beach was a place of love,

but is now under the covers

because of your decision to push and shove.

Now please, Mr. Hurricane,

hit someone else's land,

because this island has done all it can.