My very last cross-post for Friday Fictioneers and A-Z Challenge. I’m feeling a little mixed-feeling-ish. This photo reminded me a little of Baltimore, MD, where I was visiting last Friday. The city is in my thoughts and prayers.
The time has come for us to part ways, but that’s okay. Wind tousles my hair, hand wrapped around the mast for balance as waves gently rock the boat.
How long will you be gone? I don’t know.
You are the one person who always understood me, the one I could always count on. I don’t want to go, but the sea winds call.
You step forward. Words, daggers on the wind, pierce my heart.
Fully clothed, heedless, I sprint across the deck, jumping down into the water, headed back to the shore, to you.