Ocean waves crashed and splashed you with water. The smell of the sea salt tickled my nose. I laughed at you, and you smiled back, playfully nudging me. We were sitting on the train tracks, having a smoke and feeling the sun on our cheeks. You brought me there because you knew I had too much clutter in my head, you knew the ocean brought me peace and drowned out the sounds of my hectic thoughts.
You drove me to every waterfront you knew of, no matter the distance. I’d take passenger, we’d play music and sing until our voices gave out. You made long drives something I wanted to do. I wanted to sing with you, and I would’ve all day everyday, had I the chance.
You made me feel alive.
You took me on a ferris wheel because you knew heights filled me to the brim with excitement. Your bright eyes laid upon me the entire time. My happiness was far more important to you that looking down at silly buildings and people. I could feel your smile before I turned to look at you. That was love.
I surprised you often. I’d ask you to pull over your car in the most arbitrary of places so we could lay on the ground and look up at the luminous shooting stars. Your wide eyed gaze showed me how rare this was for you. You’d excitedly point and ask if I saw this or that shooting star. I suppose you didn’t know that I was looking at the brightest one of all– you.
You wanted to carry my burdens, my fears, my uncertainty. It didn’t take long before your arms became weak, and my problems far too heavy. Still, you didn’t give up.
But time turns flames to embers, and we burned fiercely until we were nothing but ashes and grey smoke, so easily blown away by one swift breeze.
Now I despise the wind.
Never full circle 