Sand
I
lie on the sand with my eyes close, listening to the waves swishing in and out,
tickling my feet.
...6...5...4....
I
count down the numbers inside my head, sparking images of her face.
...3...2...1...
I
realise that no matter how long I wait, no one will come for us.
...0....
Her
feet are carried away by the waves, but I lie on the sand stranded.
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