Rolling down the sandy beaches
I am but a grain of sand
I look like the very others
As I roll across this land
To you I am intriguing
But that feeling won’t last long
Because sand is sand to you
And soon I will blend in with all
But what happiness it brought me
When I laid intertwined in your hair
For that moment I was close to you
I was no longer just sand
But alas just like the others
You will soon brush me away
Because at the end of the day sand is sand
And you were only at the beach to play
“Sometimes a person cannot identify the beauty of another person because they are focused moreso on enjoyment than depth.” -Monica Renata
