Epiphany Time!
It was just me and St. Augustine beach today. The smell, the wind, the texture of the sand, the colors of the fading horizon-flawless. The last time I walked along the shore, I was holding hands with a charming, humorous, and seemingly passive young man. As we walked, we picked shells out of the sand and traded affectionate gestures and witty talk. However, it was all a fluke. Delaying the inevitable. Replacing a more appropriate course of action with the hope that something would change. Fake.
Tonight, however, it was just me and my music. I walked alone. But the sky was radiant and the people were content and the waves were never-resting. And as I strolled through the sand, everything clicked. It didn't take a lot for me to simply realize that I don't need him. I have everything to keep me happy now, here, in this moment. For once, I wasn't worried about my physique or the way the wind tousled my hair or if I smelled of salt. I can finally take risks, make change, decide for myself-for I have nothing to loose. And I'll be damned if I ever let anything hold me back again.
My thanks, young man, for helping me grow up. I hope you can eventually manage to do the same.
Tonight, however, it was just me and my music. I walked alone. But the sky was radiant and the people were content and the waves were never-resting. And as I strolled through the sand, everything clicked. It didn't take a lot for me to simply realize that I don't need him. I have everything to keep me happy now, here, in this moment. For once, I wasn't worried about my physique or the way the wind tousled my hair or if I smelled of salt. I can finally take risks, make change, decide for myself-for I have nothing to loose. And I'll be damned if I ever let anything hold me back again.
My thanks, young man, for helping me grow up. I hope you can eventually manage to do the same.