I laid on the shore humming a song, it felt like even the waves were dancing along. I could here a young girl and a boy playing somewhere behind me,
'I got 7 shells. You?'
'8! I got 8 of them. Finally! So, you obey me for a week. Yay!'
I smiled, genuinely, I forgot the last time I did that. Maybe it was time for my soul, finally to laugh and smile as long as it wants, as hard as it wants and I am going to play along this time and see for myself where it takes me. I looked beyond, beyond the sea where my eyes couldn't completely see, like the never ending sorrow, to the blue they go! My eyes searched for him, but no, failed over and over again. He was young. Didn't even know what death was really. He deserved the world but the world is now too plaintively harrowed to hold someone like him. Tears didn't come flowing like always. I suppressed it, leaving a scar every time I did it but I bear it, endure the pain. I never knew I was 'this' strong until it was my only choice.