Relinquished by the sea

Ruins.

She stood on that desolate beach – ankle deep in water. Deep in thought , deep dwelling in the ocean of her memories. Her feet sunk into the sand , so deep that even the fiercest of waves that lash at her feet would not budge her stance.

Heartbreak.

With a nimble, slight move of her hand, she reached into the knee pocket of her cargo capri and took it out. Looked at it with a sense of love that one often associates with mothers and their infants. She closed her eyes tightly and 2 big tears plopped from either side and streamed down her clear, embonpoint , cheeks.

Surrender.

She closed her fist so tight protecting with such fervour, that her nails dug in deep into her palm. But she needed to let go. She needed to falsify the very theory that a life without him is more plausible than any standing , victorious truth of this world.

Walk on.

With a deep breath – she flung it out so far into the seas, that even the mermaids within would have to contest on a treasure hunt to retrieve the very thing that she had let go of. Her heart felt a sense of legerity as she smiled. Her captor long gone , she was finally free. She walked along the shore as the sunset settled the end of her sorrows .. the footprints of the moment imprinted in her heart forever , yet as the hungry ocean lapped up every sign of it with such tempestuous passion.  No, She’ll live on to fight another day. Fight her demons away.

The above post was an entry for this week’s 3ww