Among a dark sea of faces, waves of music flowing through,a reflective sun above,
my heart crushed by not one, but two.
First, a chest from the past was dug and reopened my misery.
Then a storm of unsatisfied expectations drowned hopes of a future love to be.
All this beside a crowded waterscape, the music controlling the tide.
The sun turning unmercilessly, as twice my heart died.