There was I, sitting on the beach. I could feel the sand in my hands, I could feel the salt and the weird sticky feeling it gives. I wondered, ”Is the salt on the sand coming from the sea, or was it always there.”. Little rocks in my hand, I was playing with them hitting each other with them, I liked the little sound it makes but it started to annoy me after a while. I could feel the wind on my skin, and I was thinking ”It must have been annoying to hug me or touch me, my skin is usually so dry.” I did get a little upset. Why are my thoughts always coming for me? Unlike my skin the wind was not dry; It was warm and soft actually, I could smell the sea and the salt again. Why am I so obsessed with salt today?
While the wind was wrapping me like a blanket, I decided to wake up and walk a little bit. The sunshine always made me happy but I could also feel it was burning me. I liked it tho, it always feels amazing to take a shower after being sunburnt. I woke up and tried to walk, the sand felt okay but there were bigger rocks near the sea. When I stepped on one of them I could be sure my foot was bleeding. I did not open my eyes, I just imagined the blood vanishing through the waves and so did my pain. If it is possible for waves to take away my physical pain, could they take away the pain in my heart too? I felt my warm tears go down my face to my jaw and drop into the sea. When I finally opened my eyes I realized there was no blood. Was it all in my mind?
I got my sandals and started walking slowly. The water was cold, unbearable. But I liked it somehow. I do not know why I liked it, maybe it was because the cold water made me feel fewer emotions. Then I saw her in her light pink dress. She was beautiful in every way and no she was not an angel, she was satan herself because I know she is God’s favorite. I realized I did not need waves to take away my pain, I just needed her.
I wrapped my paper and put the date. This is my letter to my lover. I put the old burnt paper in a greenish, sticky, and dirty bottle hoping it will sink forever even tho my other side was hoping someone could find it and read about my dead lover. That pink dress always looked amazing on her.