Walking on the Sand

It was only a nightmare, that's what I'd say,
it would end any minute, any day.

The fights, the screams, the pain,
I wondered why I wasn't insane.

I thought I had been bad,
but turns out Mommy had only been mad.

You were the only one there for me,
you were the one who made me see.

You would take me out to play, you took my hand,
and we danced on the sparkling sand.

I clung to you, never letting go,
when I had to move, all I could say was no.

I ran away and met a guy,
but all I could think about was you, Cye.

My hand was empty, it was time to take a stand.
I was walking alone on this sand.

I traveled the miles, made the trip,
but there was still a hole in me, a rip.

I was overwhelmed in the dark shade,
but with you I had it all made.

I knew I would have to tell you, about America, about the past,
but everything happened all too fast.

Now, a month after that dreadful fight,
I knew you would understand and I was right.

You just looked at me, smiled and held me,
again you made me see,

No matter the distance, or how long the years,
nor how many tears,

you would always be with me, through all my fear,
then, maybe, in only one glorious year,

We would walk down the aisle hand in hand,
then take our children walking on the glittering sand.