Tides were not frequent back then. It was all silent and peaceful. The persistent sound of the waves hitting the ideally spread sand calms the soul when it combines with the conceited seagulls. The crowded center with a long beach, borders the relatively modern dock. Creating a minor manmade gulf, the antic round-shaped dock grabs attention on the opposite side. With the nostalgic fishermen statues and the antic lighthouse, all those tourists seem to gather ‘round like mosquitoes every summer. They are right though, all these cliffs with the bluest view, beaches with the finest sand… And at nights, with moonlight on a deep sea full of grey fishes flying over, it is nothing but a romantic opportunity. It takes a fool to remain sane in all this beauty. The town, people, emotions, and all the seas. It’s my hometown, my people, and my emotions. And the seas have always been under my control, no matter if I am far away or close. Well, at least that’s what I thought until now.
Soon as I got here I knew things have been changed. A lot. And I am fine with that, to some point. Or was it me that changed? Perhaps. Soon as I left this place, I left my life behind me. My hometown, people, emotions… Weren’t mine anymore. It was just a town until now. Not even a distant memory, it was a whole daydream. Well, I left the sea behind, just like my emotions. I could not control them anymore. I could not feel them anymore. The waves, of my sails and of my heart, were buried to the deepest ground. With my own hands. I forgot how to swim, how to feel. How to be me… I couldn’t feel the waves anymore. All I had was the mountains standing higher than before. What is always missing becomes unneeded thereafter they say. my emotions got unneeded. My heart was a sea full of waves, which became unneeded thereafter. Now I’m back, hoping to open myself up again.
Back to my roots.
And now I am peaceful, even though it is a loud peace. Just like a river destroying a dam, suddenly setting my emotions free made me shed tears. What could go wrong?
Him.
What was different this time you may ask? I never fell in love like this before: suddenly and …
My heart is now running freely with all its warmth. I feel as drunk as a fool. Because I am so free. In whatever I do, however I love and however I feel. Finally. I am free. Now my teenage heart is back to its roots.
Tides were not frequent back then.
Even though they are loud, I guess this is what I like about them.
