Sue’s #WritePhoto prompt this week:
The waves gently lap against my feet as I stand at the water’s edge. Looking across at the calmness of the waters, it is almost impossible to believe that these very waters were where I lost you.
I want to lash out at the ocean. I want to cause it the same hurt it has caused me, but I can’t.
For this same spot, the place where I last saw you, is the same spot I have come to all my life, to seek solace and serenity.
That day, you had waved to me, as you pushed your boat out. “Get the coals going, my love. I feel a big catch coming today!” Your smile still burnt on my retina.
Who was to know of that freak storm that struck, capsizing your boat? These same waters, so ferocious, huge waves crashing over you, as if…
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