Sea Shells. Poem by Christian K. Montiel

Sea shells.
Walking along the beach looking at the silly seagulls trying to skip the waves of the sea, Bella the image of the dawn that sinks in the ocean.
I count my footprints to see how many steps I walk but I guess everyday change just like the shapes of the sea shells that hide on the sand, where they don’t want to be found.
I wrote you a letter yesterday but you move long time ago, it seems that was just now when I was hearing your sweet voice.
So now I know that my life has change just like the shapes of the sea shells that hide in the sand just like the way I hide my feelings inside.