You always chased the horizon,
surfboard under your arm,
eyes locked on the next wave
like it held some secret charm.
I watched you grow, watched you glide across the ocean’s edge,
and I thought you’d ride forever,
that you’d never leave that ledge.
Now the waves still crash,
but they don’t feel the same,
and I keep searching the shoreline
for a glimpse of your name.
It’s hard to believe you’re gone,
like the ocean swallowed you whole,
but in the silence, I feel you still—
a ripple, a pull, a part of my soul.
You were always the fearless one,
the dreamer with sand in your hair,
and now the sea holds you,
but it doesn’t seem fair.
if I could, I’d call you back,
ask the tide to let you go,
but I know you’re riding somewhere,
in waves only angels know.
So I stand here on the shore,
with memories in my hand,
wondering how the ocean could take you,
when I can barely understand.
But you left a piece of you behind in
every wave, every breeze—
and even though you’ve drifted away,
you’ll always be part of the seas.
-love you logz
