A Broken Seashell

On this island in the universe,
I feel alone and desolate.
A broken heart is like a broken seashell,
It can't be repaired and nobody wants it for his collection.
A love so long ago lost,
I begin to doubt if he will ever return
His heart now wonders the shores of another ocean,
A new wave touches his soul,
And a new air fills his heart.
On this island in the universe,
I feel alone and desolate.
The waters pick up my broken pieces.
For awhile I float,
In time I sink to the dark abyss.
No one can travel to pull me up.
The pressure pulverizes my pieces,
I become the sand,
Just a tiny grain to him,
Forever looked past.....