Only After We Met

15 Rhys

15

Rhys

The wind was cool, and the waves were licking the shore. I took a deep breath. I could feel my lungs fill with air and everything around me spinning. I was lying on the sand in my bathing suit in the wee hours of the morning. Now and then, the cold water reached my toes. I concentrated on that. On breathing. On breathing. On breathing. I don’t know how much I’d drunk, just that I’d left the party, the crowd, that hot chick I didn’t feel like talking to. And now I was here, staring into a dark sky full of stars that seemed to tremble up high.

And the moon bright and round amid shadows.

The moon, it always reminded me of her.