She stood upon the ocean shore, remembering his face as the waves danced at her feet. It had been so long since she had seen him. She was worried that some day she might forget his face. The last time she had seen him was smiling. He had waved at her before heading home. She had gone home herself, shortly after. When she awoke the next day, she kept to her daily routine of getting herself ready for school, eating breakfast and walking to his house to meet him so that they could walk to school together. But when she had arrived that day the house stood empty. She didn’t understand where he and his family could have gone so suddenly without saying a word. It broke her heart the moment she realized he wasn’t there anymore.
The waves now rolled over her feet as she shed a few tears, remembering him. She had yet to confess her affection toward him. He had always been there for her and she had fallen for him. She had planned to confess to him very soon but then…he was just gone.
She took a deep breath and looked out at the water. She felt the wind pick up slightly as it played with her hair and her pure white dress. She quickly held onto the sunhat she was wearing for fear that it would blow away and be gone too.
She suddenly stood firm in the sand. She had a realization. She loved him. She needed to be with him. She vowed then and there to herself that she would do whatever it took to find the boy that had always been there for her. She held up her hand and waved to nothing but the ocean and it’s waves and whatever that vast body of water held.
A wave…she thought. How silly that she would give this place that she had last seen him the same gesture that he had last given her. Maybe a wave simply means more than I thought. With that, she turned around and left the shore and began her journey to find…him.
(I really kind of like this one, I might continue to work on it later.)