She Waited

She waited by the sea for her lover to come to her. She stood there hoping, dreaming, though he was a thousand miles away. She believed that he would come to her, to this beach where she stood.

She waited by the sea, holding on to his heart. She knew he was coming to her, she could feel it. She could feel the miles slipping away as the sand slipped away beneath her feet.

She waited by the sea, and looked for a sign of him. She watched for sails on the horizon, but saw none. Still she believed and hoped as the waves washed the sand from her feet.

She waited by the sea, as the waters turned to gold. As the sun touched the waves and bled out its rays, she sank to her knees and wondered if she should leave. She felt his heart start to slip through her fingers.

She waited by the sea as a blanket of stars covered her. She watched one fall from heaven and gently kiss her brow. As she opened her eyes she found him there, watching over her, bathing her in love.

She waited by the sea for her love, her life.

She waited.

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Ian Sharman
Ian is a freelance writer and artist. He founded Orang Utan Comics Studio with Peter Rogers in 2006, writes for their Eagle Award Nominated anthology Eleventh Hour and regularly inks for Panini’s Marvel Heroes comic.
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