Skimming Stone

I was a stone,
Skipping along the pond that was my life,
And every time I hit the water,
something always bounced me back up
to keep me travelling.

I had enough momentum to travel forever,
The same motion for the rest of my life.

When you appeared in my path,
I could bounce higher than ever before,
I reached further and appreciated more.
Just because you were there.

And then you left,
And I hit a wave.

And when a stone hits a wave,
It cuts through the water
And it sinks.