It's What He Wanted || ✔

-cinq-

moraine
accumulated earth and stones deposited by a glacier

That day I saw the boy, the day I went to see during school. I noticed the basket sat there, just a little... emptier.

This boy had pink hair. Plump lips. Soft skin. 

This boy had a passion for the ocean. Why? I cant seem to understand it myself. Maybe there is a deeper meaning to this boy. I damn sure hope so.

Today he was wearing blue shorts that came to about his knees, a blue fuzzy jacket, a striped shirt and pastel blue sneakers.

He was small, and I knew he was younger than me. I sat next to him.

This time I didnt try to speak to this boy. I sat next to him, I stared at the waves. 

It really is calming, I see why he does it.