The waves can remind me of many things
I had too many memories with it.
It reminded me of the sky
How beautiful it looked meeting at the end of the sea
It reminded me of the wind
That familiar scent you get nearing the sea
It reminded me of the sand
The way it crawls its way back to it
Meeting it again after some time.
And it reminded me of the sun
Of how majestic it felt to see it rising
And how nostalgic it felt when its setting.
The waves reminds me of many things
Too many memories were made with it.
Although some may have been taken by the waves with it.
And for now the wave and I shall make more new ones.