on Sunday, June 9, 2013

The pull of the ocean is very strong.

She feels it in every inch of her body. She feels herself gravitating towards it. She takes it a step at a time until she’s standing on the very edge.

The waves always come crashing in. They all slam against the shore, drenching her legs and feet, before they pull back, wanting to take her with them.

For a while, she considers it.

She takes a step, and then another, until a pair of arms pulls her back.

The pull of the ocean is very strong. 

But not as strong as his.

image credits to i-just-wanna-life @ Tumblr


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