We walked out, two, at sun’s end,
But I came back as one;
You told me it was over, and
Our time together, done.
It was out here, at sun’s end,
You said goodbye to me —
And all the world stood lonely still
Except the jeering
Sea
To share is human:
Such a beautiful melancholyđź’”
Thank you.
The sea cares not for your misery. Nice.
It really didn’t. It was laughing, as far as I could tell.