He stares at the waves as they crash into the rocky beach. With a kind of violence that is unique and quite in sync with his emotions. Today would forever remain a very dark spot in his memory. The day that she left him, high and dry in a pool of emotion, the love that he held for her bearing no comparison. But what good would it do for him to sit on the shore in anguish and wallowing in self pity. Life, sometimes serves us lemons in bitter portions but as they say, we live to fight another day, he comforts himself.


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