He loves the ocean maybe a little more than she does.
She is constantly waiting for the time that she can dip her feet in the warm salty water.
Every single time he brings her to the beach.
That excitement on her face, together with the twinkling stars in the sky.
they love the beach, feels like they truly belong, maybe not to each other but growing up by the beach. It is where her soul belongs.
She loves everything about it.
The night sky, sound of the waves.
smell of their burning cigarettes.
the stars especially the stars,
and him telling her everything and anything about his fishes and the ocean, real or made up, she didn't care.
How the current moves and how to differentiate stars and satellites. The healing power of the sand.
The moon formation. The direction of the wind, the tides.
accompanied by good music.
Just like that, both of them sitting by the beach at night, sharing dreams hopes and secrets, when the world is asleep.
He would sometimes grab a handful of soft sand and just let them go with the wind.
It's like something beautiful looking at him doing that.
He brought her to his sanctuary, a place that he goes to clear his head.
She likes the smell on his shirt.
its a mixture of perfume, detergent, salty sea water and a hint of sunshine.
He loves the open water, and salt crystals that dried up on his face under the hot blazing sun.
One night when the crickets were singing and the waves crashed the shore, she told him all her fears.
he held her like nothing in this world could hurt her anymore.
How people took her for granted.
He told her how strong she is, and that she is destined to do something big.
Deep down, all she wanted was a simple life, like his, by the sea.
She remembered that night, when he kissed her cheeks for the 1st time.
Deep down, that was what she wished for.
like finally everything is going to be alright.
Things is going to be better for her.
One night, sitting on the sea swing, him holding her in his arms listening to nothing but the water beneath their feet.
Life can be as simple and carefree as it is.
Well, the ocean is not always gentle, it can be destructive, mysterious, full of dark secrets, just like him.
When tsunami hits, it took it all away again.
and there she is. left with nothing but 2 tiny seashells that he gave her.
I envy couples that stick together,
no matter how fucked up their relationship is, none of them gave up.
fighting with all their might to work it out.
but, when he gave up on me. it crushed my spirit, the way i see things. basically crushed everything.
This feeling about being unwanted is horrible.
