...Footprints in the Sand...

It was a warm, August morning and I was walking slowly on the beach.The soothing sound of the waves was helping me to put my mind at rest, while the sea-gulls were flying all around me.
Out of the blue,he came towards me.He looked particulary lovely that morning.He held my hands for a couple of minutes.It looked like the world stopped for the two of us…I was getting used to the idea that he felt the same way I did, but his gorgeus black eyes gave him away.
My heart was thumping loudly as he told me the real reason he had come to me.There were tears in my eyes, indicative of the fact that my world was crushing down.He muttered he was sorry and that he had slept on it all night long, but he couldn’t take chances for me.He also said he regreted he had hurt me.I stopped looking at him, I knew his words weren’t tall lies.My mind was far away for a couple of minutes.I couldn’t give him the cold shoulders, and neither could hug him.
A cold breeze played with my soft curls.I was at a loss, even if the solution was obvious.Once in a blue moon I look up to someone and, this time,that special person has disappointed me.He disappointed me.I looked into the clear sky and said, for the first and last time, I loved him…I was overtaken by the mixture of emotions inside of me.At that point, my only solution was running away.So I just did it.I ran on the shore until I fell down among broken shells, with my face covered with tears.
That warm, August morning, which was the longest one I had ever had, was not only the end of summer, but also the end of us.And all that was left of us were footprints in the sand that would be soon erased by the sea, like time would erase the marks in my heart…