Sipping Silence by the Azure Edge

The city noise finally fades, replaced only by the rhythmic breathing of the waves. I stand where the sand meets water, letting the cool tide wrap around my calves like a gentle embrace. Here, there is no need to force anything; love arrives and leaves much like these tides—if we try too hard to hold it back or pull it closer, we only drown ourselves.

I close my eyes and feel the warmth of the sun on my skin, a silent reminder that I am whole without needing another's permission. Maybe he will come walking out from behind this horizon later, maybe not. But in this moment of perfect stillness, wrapped in lace and ocean mist, everything is exactly as it should be.

Editor: The Tea Room