This is what they told me: "It takes time... Time to heal, time to forget." This is what I told them: That healing lies not in forgetfulness But im rememberance Of you. The smell Of the sea on your skin; The small perfect footprints you leave in the sand. In rememberance there are on endings. An so you lie there, now and always, by the sea. You open you eyes. You touch me. In the sun of your fingertips. And I am healed. I am healed.