Floundering

There must be something to write
besides
"I miss you,"
something clever and witty,
something
that will make you think of me,
something.
What else is there
beyond
"My heart is gone,
you took it with you and didn't come back"?
All those hopes and dreams
washed away;
salt crystals mime their shapes
and crumble in my desperate
fingers.
And I cast another bottle into
the sea.

Written By:
Pepper, Jauhara, or Deb

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