We Met Somewhere In Time..

This is half of a poem that I wrote about a picture that I have. I discovered the writing on North Beach wall in North Hampton this past summer, and although it is cheesy and made me laugh, I realized that you'll never know the story behind the writing, who wrote it and what it means. The blue paint ran down the wall as if it was trickling into the sand and for some reason, it inspired me. Enjoy. (And like I said, it is only half)


We met somewhere in time
Beyond the concrete that lines the streets we follow
With every step we take on the cracks that divide it
That leads me straight to you

And as I follow the paths
They become more difficult to know which to choose
As time and travel wear on between me and you
I sometimes hesitate

And the steady ocean breeze
Does not turn my head as I sit still and stare off quietly
Wondering how far in the lonely distance your heart lies
And if I will ever find it in the vast sea

And the concrete touches the sand
Where I dig my feet to escape the walk straight to you
Because I fear as soon as I reach the end of that journey
I will never find what I am looking for

And some days stretch on
Clouded by the haziness that can settle in within me
Of the uncertainty that life can bring as it is cluttered
With so many faces and so many places

And other days fly by
As the currents of my life sweep me up and off the ground
That I have so permanently tried to stay imprinted to
Giving me hope I will try to love again

- Samantha