The fine line
Between hope and
He couldn’t help but watch. They looked so good together. The sandy, sunkist man. The flaming red-haired woman. From their frequent kisses, and gentle touches, he could tell they were in love. Deeply entwined within each other.
The light of their affection blinded him. But it was the flash of light on the waves, spearing sharply into his eyes that caused the tears.
He pulled the brim of his hat lower as they passed. A moment for them, a counter to his eternal agony. His chest felt like it would explode from the seismic tremors slipping from his soul.
How could he? How COULD He?
A dented smile cracked his face. I guess, he and I have different definitions on forever.
The light glinted off the small gold circlet as it arched towards the ocean.