I make no difference. I am feather-light, moveable. But I fall to the ground as fast as a penny. I feel my weight.

But you won't.

I am sorry. You are not here for me. I guess I just miss being loved.

Sometimes, my heart hurts so much, I feel it through my back. It aches along my spine and through my ribs. I feel brittle and like too deep a breath will crack me right through my skin.

And I am alone.

The seas parted then settled back into themselves so seamlessly, it is like I never happened. It is like I never happened. It is like I am so distant.

But I am here. And you, there so undisturbed, barely recalled that time, remember when, so long ago, the sea parted...hardly can tell now.