Monday, February 14, 2011

Waves and tears

They stood across the room, looking at each other.

The silence was excruciatingly long and uncomfortable.

He opened his mouth to say something, hesitated a bit and then went quiet.
He turned away from her, opened the door and walked out.

She stood there, tears streaming down her face.
She picked up her bag and ran out the door, out of his house and onto the streets.

She ran till she reached the beach.
She kicked her sandals off and collapsed onto the sand.

Tonight, the sound of the waves and the cold sand comforted her.

A tear rolled off her cheek onto the sand.

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