Beach

Yesterday I really needed to head to the beach. I didn't care about the weather, I just needed to put my feet in the ocean and feel the water and the sand between my toes.

The weather wasn't great but it wasn't raining at least. Gassed up the car and headed west, the drive is not to long and my mind was at other places so the time past quick. Pulled up the the beach and got a parking spot right at the beach, took of my shoes and onto the sand I went. Walked out to the water and walked slowly with my feet in the cold water, looking at the waves and hearing the crunch of broken shells under foot. I stopped and looked out over the ocean with the dark clouds, light wind, and a little fog. The ocean would always make me feel better, I could sit and look at the ocean and smell the salt, hear the waves. But this time it didn't help. The ocean only made me feel more alone.....

I came to this beach in the past, some wonderful moments on this sand, running, walking, and talking in low tones with someone special. I was happy to come before, now I am so sad, life has turned on me and I no longer feel the joy that the beach, this beach gave me. I wish that life could be simple and other people say what is in their heart, not lies or deceptions. Cheating on others hurts everyone involved, but the one cheated on hurts the most. I feel like the broken shells I stood on, on a beach I once loved, because of a person I thought loved me...