Sunny Seaside.

The pebble rolls
across the sand,
I sit and cry
by an icecream stand,
The waves are melting
away my friend,
And I can't send the letter
that I meant to send.
I don't know the address,
But you're a stamp in my heart,
And I hold you close,
even though we've been apart-

it's only been 5
or six
years,

but you're still here.

I'll always regret
what I never said,
Like how you were my dearest

best friend.

I can remember your long dark hair,
and your smile,
It's a friend crush.
And I can't keep rolling back to these memories
(some so embarrassing,
they still make me blush).

And laugh, and cry,
and giggle inside.

Pebble, stop rolling.
Because my tears,
I can't control them.

So I sit and cry
by an ice cream stand,
The icecream drips,
and the message spills and says:

'I'll miss you, but I won't forget you'
Were you honest back then?

Or did you say the same thing
to every friend.

Because it meant a lot to me you see
And I'll walk the beach until I find you;
I'll take the digits I have left,
and write in the sand
with a stick-
the numbers that leave me heartsick...
Maybe I won't hang up this time when
a stranger answers the phone.

Maybe I'll listen to the waves this time,
and hope wherever you are now,
you'll know-

that I miss you,
I remember you,
I speak to you (in dreams),

and you're not alone.