I see her, sitting on the sand on the sea side, watching the setting of the sun. She was wearing a blue sundress which complimenting her beautiful skin. She look so perfect, admiring the faded color of the sky, fading the blues in me.
I sit quietly beside her, feeling the momentarily warmth of her presence. I missed her, I just did.
She turns to me and says,
"God, Bec you're wearing pink! I just love you!"
My heart race as my cheeks redden. Then after a pause she continued,
"I think this can't be heard over the phone Bec, I am in love! So in love with him and he loves me too. Makes me feel like a queen, so caring and loving. He's so perfect I couldn't ask for more!"
My grounds shudder and my heart screams, but then I manage to look at her face which gleams and I forcedly says,
"I am so happy for you, Freen,"
But not for me.
