I walked on the beach for a what felt like minutes letting the water soak my feet, It felt nice to be back at a beach again after years of swearing not to be here.
A tragic experience I wished to get out of my mind, for some time I wash hardly remembered of it but there were days where the memory played in my head for hours taunting me.
After an hour, we sat down on Alfred’s jacket,
“It’s beautiful” he comments at the view of the sun setting, it was beautiful as it always was.
It was my favourite view as a child.
“I always loved coming to the beach” I said and he turned to look at me.
This was an experience that I dreaded but somehow I was willing to share it with him, I guess I aren’t that scared anymore to visit my past.
After all that has happened to me, I have suddenly grown som
