Imprints in the Sand

Footprints in the sand Stick like silencePenetrating for just a whileUntil water washes them away.  I hear your wordsThrough the quietness Instilled between usAs layers of timeCover the spacesAnd you come in and outOf the shoreline Bringing whatever Suits you in a moment.  Don't be fooledBy my generosity to standNear you eternally.It doesn't mean I won't Love you --Just not in the wayYou want.  I've become A shell sustainedBy the harshness ofSubstance hittingRocks, grinding into depth,And traveling alone.  I am not a doormatTo clean the sandAny time you feel Willingly able to enter Me. I left my footprintsSomewhere far awayAlong with the quietness Of my undying love.  I will be here for the Humanness you deserve,Not the escape You use to drown the painThat had become The customary purposeOf our union.   "Forever" is too long....