My boat was broken and the deck splintered into my feet. The bow is frayed and split and water rushes over my body. It was in this moment that realization tied itself around my neck and was heavier than concrete. I was sinking fast and the hungry waves laid in wait to swallow my tired soul. The shore was in my eyesight but I had not the strength nor the want to swim towards it anymore. I wasnt ready for the silence of the current, but I accepted the fact that I was going to drown here.
I look up at the beaming sun through the has of the water. I watched it get darker and darker, as did my peripheral vision. I was still holding my breath and I didn't know how many more seconds I had in my lungs. I didn't panic. I knew that this is what I deserved. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, the salt water tearing apart my lungs.
I woke up on the shore with your hands pressing my chest and your beautiful eyes staring into mine. I couldn't hear anything other than my own heartbeat..*******, I still have a heartbeat. I cough the sea from my lungs and you pulled my head to your chest. Your voice was frantic and you both scorned me for not swimming and fell over yourself at the fact that I was alive. I looked up and grabbed your face and held it in my hands in total disbelief. Your voice had guided my journey for so long and I yearned to find my way back. You had pulled my from the depths and now I am here, with you. I interrupted you with a kiss and I buried my face into your neck, resting my head on your shoulder. I could say anything but "thank you and I love you" over and over until I felt like I was digging the words into the earth.