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Kohaku was unusually silent
for my sake
as we watched the ocean at sunset.
i’d asked to take a trip to the sea
and papa said yes
despite the 15 hour drive.
here we were
taking in the salty spray
roar of the waves
cool air against our skin
and it was beautiful.
i sighed
and breathed it in.
and i realised
that this wasn’t the end.
maybe we’d both been separated
but for all i knew
she was never my future.
maybe i was meant for greater things than romance
or teenage relationships.
things like fathers
and best friends
and becoming your own person.
Kohaku nudged my shoulder
and smiled.
i smiled back.
the wind blew through our hair
whipping our faces.
i watched Otousan feel the water
and leap back in surprise
and it felt good
to be with people who cared
and loved me for who i am.
people who hadn’t left me yet
and weren’t planning on it.
people i could count on
and could count on me.
Midori.
i miss you
but you’re not everything in life.
i see that now.
truly.
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Through Viridian Seas
Short Story❝ the world has taken away who i really am. who i want to be. ❞ in which loneliness is washed away by a sea of blue-green beauty. ❄girlxgirl❄a cellphone novel❄complete❄ #152 in short story | 28/7/17 © 2017 salmonskinroll written 21/5 to 27/7/17
