The Ocean

I walk barefoot along the shore.

Being at the beach should be one of the simple pleasures in life. It usually is.

But not today. Not tomorrow, either. Probably not ever again.

Just looking at the shore fills me despair and loneliness.I feel a longing to go to the bottom of the ocean. All I want to do is join him down there. 

Just thinking about him fills me with sorrow.

A stupid fishing accident killed him. A simple storm. It made him drown.

It made him die.

It made him leave me.

I fight back tears.

I look at the reflection of the sunset on the water. The beauty of the sun reflecting off the water reminded me of our first date.

Here.

On this beach.

There's no holding back the tears now.

One falls into the ocean.

A gift to you, my love.

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Comment by Jeanne Alford on March 5, 2012 at 6:04pm

I'm with Steve. Heartfelt.

Comment by Kerry Logan on April 7, 2011 at 6:47am
effective and to the point, nice!
Comment by Mark Rosenblum on April 6, 2011 at 3:16pm
Very tragic and affective.  Good use of line breaks as well (the one word line, Here, is very creative--it works).  Nice job! 
Comment by Jeanette Cheezum on April 5, 2011 at 7:52pm
Bittersweet. Nice use of the prompt.

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