Short Story by Valentine St. Francis
We sat on the soft, yellow sand as the vast and
endless ocean reached for eternity ahead of us.
And that orange-red, bleeding horizon
that was glowing celestially over what might as
well be the edge of the world, we watched it all burn in wonder.
As if behind the horizon
there was a trailing path of another one hundred million suns,
all there own distinct and unique, differing sunsets, echoing
off each other into the never ending
universe. It was only you and me, sitting on the
empty blissful beach. It feels like an enchanting,
evening fever dream.
The air is warm. The sound of the water
crashing its gentle waves against this ethereal shore.
I turned my gaze from the ocean in front of me, to
you by my side, the careful wind grazing through
your long, graceful hair. You’re perfect.
You looked at me curiously, your eyes more
vibrant and blue than the deep blue sea in front of
us. Your stare swallowing me in its magic. You
laughed, displaying your bright white smile,
delicately assembled by its innocence and warmth.
You always look so endearing. So friendly and kind.
So happy. A contagious joy that spreads from your
eyes to my heart the momentary instant I recognize
it. You asked me what I was looking at and then you
sarcastically called me a creep. I smiled and
chuckled slightly with your comment, but behind my
casual reaction lied the reality of how I truly felt.
For in that moment, I knew I wouldn’t even care if
only moments away, there waited for us the end of
the world. I was just happy I was here. Watching
the sunset with you.
You are so beautiful. Your skin clearer than a
cloudless, baby blue sky and your hair softer than
feathers of a rainbow lorikeet. You’re wearing a
soft, white, cotton dress that hovers above your
knees, your elegant legs showing and your smooth
skin radiant. I could see passion emanate from your
stare, deep and true, sturdy and unwavering like the
consistency of the night’s rising moon, passing by
and waving at the sinking, setting sun.
We love sunsets, you and me. Sunsets are
peaceful. Calming. Like the way I feel around you.
I can’t believe I’m saying this but… I love you.
More than anything and anyone, I love you. And I’ll
always love you.
You make me comprehend for the
first time in my life, real love,
it’s intense and relentless passion
that drowns you in its bottomless waters of
consuming emotions. It’s almost like a part
of me feels tired without you, but all of me feels so
wondrously awake when I’m with you. And I want to
be with you forever, because I will love you, forever.
And you haven’t said it back to me but I can just feel
your love omit from your perfect body. And I didn’t
mean to hit you as hard as I did. I didn’t want to use
a rock, especially for your delicate petite little head,
but I had nothing else in that moment and there was
just one almost perfectly placed stone only a few feet
away from me, lying on the sand. And you
have taken its place as now you lie on the ground,
with your open, motionless bulging eyes blankly
staring at the evening sky.
Your thoughts are pouring from your head,
I didn’t realize it was that easy to break through the
skull. I think perhaps I can stuff your brain matter
back in there and close it up, I can’t imagine it being
too difficult. I’ll put you back together, I promise.
I’m sorry, but I just can’t have you leaving me
for someone else and I want to trust you and I do
trust you, but this way there is no possibility that you
will ever leave me for anyone else. I want us to stay
together forever, because I love you. You are so
beautiful and finally, for the first time in my life, I
will know what you feel like on the inside. And then
we will be one for all of eternity, through the sands
of time and pass what lies beyond the end of infinity.
You and me, one and in love forever, by the endless
glowing, summer evening sunsets.
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