Summers Distaster

Sandy Thoughts

It was 3:24am and I was walking down the beach in my dress, sandy shoes in hand, watching the sea glisten under the presence of the moon.  I was promised a night of laughter and happy memories when all I got were tears and humiliation.                                                                                      My bare feet caressed the sand beneath me, collapsing with every step I took. Eventually I gave up walking. What was the point? I wasn't going anywhere. I was just aimlessly wandering, hoping that all my problems would be washed away by the sound of the waves gently crashing over each other. It was so peaceful. The complete opposite of what was happening in my head. 

I sat down on the cool, wet sand. Not caring if I ruined my dress. It no longer had any sentimental value, meely a painful reminder of the night I had just endured. I sat my shoes next to me and released the clip that was holding my hair together. I pulled my knees to my chest and wrapped my arms around them, secretly hoping that he would find me and pull me into a warm hug. Comforting me. Telling me he didnt mean it or that it was all a dream. But that wasn't the reality. Instead I was just sat on the beach completely alone, being mocked my the stars in the sky.

I was confused, angry, upset and broken. Yet i couldn't express my emotions. I couldn't scream or cry or laugh, I was just numb. Completely numb. I just sat there looking off into the cruel darkness of the sea. Wondering if things could have been different. Maybe if i hadn't given him  another chance I wouldnt have fallen to pieces after he went back to her for the second time right infront of my eyes. I love him, and i thought he loved me. Turns out i was wrong.

 He still loves her. He always has and always will and i dont know if i can take that.

*Hey guys! I hope you enjoyed the little teaser to my first story. Lemme know what you guys think and if you have any thoughts on what the future may hold dont be afraid to let me know!!*