What could have been..

She sat there alone on the stairs by the sea.

Gazing at the sun, searching for moments of glee.

Clutched in her hands are some moments she cherished,

Some vague memories and a love she thought will flourish.

A love which was hers.. also pure and divine,

Without which she has to learn to survive.

She travelled alone on many broken roads,

'One day your path will be smooth.' she was often told.

Hoping for a smooth sail, she kept her chin up,

Tried not to stumble or had any regret.

But the sails of her boat, decided to collapse,

Her soul slowly slipped away, like grains of sand.

She sat there alone by her scattered dreams,

Thinking about her life and what could have been.