Waves

Very short story

Waves

The hushed winds kissed her forehead, foraging thousands of portraits to seep within her brain. The tall, brown rocks stood where the waves crashed, leaving bitter memories upon her skin. Her hair curled to perfection, like the dancing waves below the horizon. Which all focuses over her deep eyes, which resembles the falling depths of the ocean. Yet such beauty also kneels upon a heart broken awareness, that left her to think her debatable future. Two steps more, and she will be guzzled by the raging waters below. And cry for help, as she punched the life’s boundaries beyond the living. But what such smile does she carry, that still persists after the excruciating history? Making her to walk back, and wishing to come another sunset.