He stared out into the horizon, his feet buried deep into the sand, the salt water from each wave teasing him. A few minutes to sunset. He knew it would be a breathtaking one, maybe because it would be his last one, maybe because it was one of those amazing cloudless evenings. He thought about her, she was never far from his thoughts. How many sunsets they had shared!
Her flowing ebony hair, her eyes always alight with amusement, her heart shaped face - many wouldn't call her beautiful but he could never take his eyes off. Fate had had the last words though, taking her from him and ending all his hopes in one crash.
He was shaken from his reverie, the sound of children laughing. He looked across at a group of boys, flying their kites in the distance. The sea breeze had picked up their kites and was the source of their excitement.
Yet again she came back to him, she had loved kites.Their abandon, their spirit, a bit like her.
The crowd was thinning and only few lingered basking in the gentle glow of that spectacular sunset. He knew, just a few more hours and the deed would be done. He would join her for all eternity. He was so scared yet felt like their was no way out. He turned back to look at the sea and its never ending dance with the shore.
A gentle tug on his arm, he turned to see a a little girl with deep brown eyes, something oddly familiar stirred in him. She had a kite in her hand that seemed far too big for her. She handed it to him with a silent plea. Seeing no one with her, he assumed she was with the group of boys. His eyes caught her eager expression and an answering wave of tenderness washed over him.
He loosened the string and ran at a fast sprint to let the wind catch it. Soon enough it was dancing behind him. He tugged the string, loosening and tugging skillfully as the wind lifted it higher and higher. He was entranced now, the soaring kite, the sound of her laughter in the background, this blissful abandon. He heard himself laughing softly...when had he last done that?
With a smile still lingering he turned, looking for her. The place was deserted except for the boys flying their kites. He walked over to them and questioned about the girl. No one had seen her or knew off her. He was confused and oddly shaken by the whole thing but knew it had to mean something.
He never did what he came to do that night. If he could still laugh, it was just a case of going on.
He believes she had come back for him...but for a few seconds to make him laugh.
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