She let him go, whispering, "I love you..." as the wind brushed her bangs over her eyes. Brown, with a pinkish tint, her eyes gazed across the horizon as he drifted away. As the distance between them increased, her heart became the bass drum that caused her lungs to severely contract. Grabbing her chest, an attempt to plead with him to turn around was met with an inability to coerce oxygen into her body. She fell slowly to her knees--her left hand digging into the sand; her right hand pressing aggressively upon her sternum and her head reluctantly fell parallel to the earth benefit her.
She let him go, whispering, "I love you..." as the wind brushed her bangs over her eyes. After a time, she rose to her feet, clinching the life she would always remember and welcoming the one on the horizon. As the distance between them decreased, her heart became the bass drum that caused her lungs to contract quickly. Grabbing her chest, an attempt to say his name was met with a rush of adrenaline, moving their bodies closer and closer. She leaped into his arms, her left arm on his shoulder and her right on his cheek, and her head purposefully moved closer to the love before her.
