Sans Toi
It was Sunday morning and I wasn't expecting high Sun at 7 am. I walked across the shore listening to Pomme's songs. My feet is often touched by waves leaving the sand dunes between my toes.
There were many people - couples, friend groups, family groups, oldies, occasionally some people who were trying something with some strings which I bet fishing. I wondered if I'm the only person walking alone in a beach listening to a woman singing thousands of miles apart.
I saw a pole across the distance and set it as target and walked. When I reached there and I return back and set another pole as a target and kept walking.
I wished to walk alone. But it seems not possible to find such a places in a city. People are everywhere. You cannot avoid them.
I love places when it is empty and I always wanted to be in a place where I'm alone. Be wherever it is.
Occasionally across the shore, I saw couples talking, playing, looking at sea. Maybe one day, someone will find me among them.
Maybe the people pretending as couples, one day would've visited the beach alone and now they're with their partner. Seems it's an obligatory thing to bring your better half and spend sometime at beach.
As my thoughts moving in such illogical facts, my legs started to pain. I thought of sitting and found myself a place where seems no people near for at least few feet.
I looked the sea, waves, movement of sand dunes at the shore, patterns they're forming. Some crabs hiding in the sand pits and some coming out of it. Boats in distant far. Image of sun falling in Ocean. Some people crossing my view, some are holding their kid's hand and some to their partner's hand, some are with dogs, occasionally some joggers.
"Excuse me? " Suddenly I hear a voice amidst the song I'm hearing.
