I’m not proud. Love makes idiots of us all. We ended our relationship just short of our three-year anniversary. He moved a few hours away to go to college, and although we agreed it was for the best, we still spoke frequently. When I say frequently, I mean almost daily. We ended each conversation with …
Sunset
The shoreline was brilliant in the evening sun, and the usually cold and windy beach was calm and warm. It was a scene from a painting: the seagulls, the crashing waves, the way the light played across the rippled surf. Adding to the unique nature of the picture was that instead of being populated by …
