The Ocean

vigorous or calm it will always remind me of you. the smell of the sea brings back nostalgia. the same reassuring feeling you gave runs through my mind. stepping on the heated sand gives me the same warm sensation I got whenever I crossed your path. the wet sand forms with each step just like how my smile molded with each sweet word you spoke. the swift back and forth motion of the waves it's constancy having the same beautiful flow of your voice. watching the water crash against the rocks they hit hard against it without hesitation just as hard as it hit me when you told me there was somebody else. my heart dropped to the bottom of my stomach as fast as the stone I cast in the water sinks to the ocean floor. the tide finally glide past my ankles and I try to imagine someone else. it never works though. my fingers become numb with the thought that my image will never appear in your mind again. my eyes burn. I feel my throat get tight. I pretend the ocean reminds me of nobody. but once the tide goes down I only see your face washed up on shore.

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