Walking with Rachel

As we walked on that empty beach alone so long ago, it’s a late-night cold March evening and the moon guides our footsteps in the darkness of nightfall, we’d just met and I was shy, so I didn’t say much, I just let the sound of the crashing of the waves fill the silence and I let the ocean hit my nervous body. I wish I had more confidence, I wish I had more to say but I can’t think of anything. But just being you on this beach is good enough for me, so I smile, sigh silently, and do my best to enjoy this moment.

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