It's raining.
The smell tingles my nose. The sound of waves as it crashes to the baffled boulders completes me. It ties my pain and comfort, putting together a tragic masterpiece. The air around me swirls, dancing to a phantom lullaby. My lips are chapped and my cheeks flushed from the freezing winds. I taste the salty mist brought by the ocean and rain. The sand below me cradles my feet as though I'm it's precious child. I walked ever so slowly towards the water. My legs trembles as it hits its first wave. I stop. I look up at the sky as the rain continues to pour. Its grey tint digs a grave into my heart. My tears fall continuously, in sync with the rain.
I remember the first time I stood on this very beach. I was freshly in love. I was still a fool. Still blinded by emotions new to my young heart. I was filled with joy and overwhelming passion as I held tenderly the hand of my first—as I relished calling him—beloved. His hand soft and surprisingly warm. The hem of his mustard jumper touched my wrist, making me shiver. He showed me around and described the water and the sky as if it was my first time seeing them. He defined the sun as, "ravishingly warm", and the clouds, "vastly mollifying". Who wouldn't want to be with someone who illustrates every little thing as though he created it? His eyes match the roaring waves and his hair dark like old leather. His smile would battle the beauty of the forming sunset. His scent evident with every wind that passes by. We walked and talked and talked and walked and kissed.
We kissed.
It would be cliché to say that we thought of each other as soul mates, but what's wrong with common love? After the kiss, he drove me home. After a few minutes, he called. After a few hours, we slept but never ended the call. After a few weeks, his house turned to my home. After a few months, we got a dog. After a few years, I got a call from a friend, saying that I would be proposed. After a few hours, he drove me back to the same beach where our love was first known. After a few minutes, I looked at his face. After a few seconds, I realized my fate. You would think I would despise common love for who I am now, but let me tell you, oh please let me do. I would trade anything for it then no love at all.
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