Letting Go
The waves crashed onto the shore, washing away the many footprints left by people. The wind here was always blowing. It was a chilly wind that sends shivers throughout your body. In the distance, a small fishing boat sailed in front of the setting sun.
It was just how she remembered it. The beach, this place, the smell, feel of the wind, she remembered it all. Of course she remembered it. After all, this is where she met him. It had been three years since her lover died, and she now returned home for the first time. She has returned to the place she belonged most.
She had met him right on this beach at a spring break party. It was love at first sight. They exchanged numbers that night. After talking for a few weeks, they were considered a couple. Two years after that, they married on the same beach they first met on. A few years later, they decided to have children.
After driving home from dinner one night, they were hit by a drunk driver. Both her husband and unborn son were killed. She was left alive with only a slight concussion and a scratch or two. She was devastated, and fled from her home town. She needed to get away from everything that would remind her of what was once her husband.
Three years later, she returns, realizing that she needed to come to terms with her feelings and let them go. She returns to this town that holds so many memories of her and her husband.
Her long brown hair cascaded down her back. Her blue eyes peering into the glistening ocean, looking, searching for a trace of her long lost love. The sun was almost completely down, and the tide had rose to meet her feet. She felt tears in her eyes daring to spill over. She lifted her hand and whipped them away from her eyes with a long slender finger. The wind began blowing harder. Her hair flew with the wind, and she extended her arms and let the wind hit her body. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath in. The smell of salt and sand filled her nostrils, and she let out a long sigh as the wind calmed down. The wind was not cold, but a warm, comforting wind. She knew at that moment that even though her love is not with her right now, that he is always watching over her. She knew that one day they would be together again.
So she walked back up off the beach and onto the sidewalk. A young man greeted her and pulled her into a comforting embrace. He lightly kissed her forehead as he entangled his fingers with hers. As they walked away, she turned to take one last glance at the ocean. Turning to take her leave she whispered something almost inaudible. "Goodbye"
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