When a breakup occurs many emotions form. Hurt, sadness, anger, denial, and finally acceptance. Now acceptance takes the longest to get to which everyone knows, but the missing step people tend to overlook is forgiveness. No matter who is at fault in the breakup or if it is mutual, there always has to be that step of forgiveness before acceptance finds it way back in your heart to mend it.
The snow hit the rocks and laid there still as glass and silence. Not a sound to be heard other than the howling winds. Wind which brought the crystallized specs all over the town and water on the edge of the ice covered beach. Water stilled, waves no more until the big thaw comes in the spring. Light pours out from the lighthouse above, rotating and spinning in all directions. Always on the lookout for any and all arrivals to the snow covered dunes.
The blue waves crashed against the rocks, clapping together as the droplets hit the air. The grey bluish sky overlooked the calming beach. The air crisp with the smell of fresh salt water. His coffee steaming out of the brim of the paper cup. His mind wandering as he stares at the papers sitting upon his lap. Petition for divorce. Here he was an unemployed writing professor who had three successful books at one time, sitting on the beach staring at these papers. Here they sat mocking him. Only married five years and she was already done with him. She was just like everyone else in his life, they didn't just walk away they ran away. He pushed them away, every single one of them. Pushed them to the breaking point and beyond.
The red mixes with the blue as the yellow embers squeeze into the middle. Clouds roll through light and fluffy like the pancakes children enjoy in the early morning rushes. Shadows shown throughout to show what we are blocking from the sun. This shows us what we need to pay attention to so it is all equal. Light floods through the gaps, showing fires of life and love into the room.
The sun rolled behind the clouds in the late afternoon. Darkness enveloped the sky. A storm was brewing. Clouds smashed together as if a dark omen was presenting itself. A new day would be about soon enough. Gone was the sunshine and happiness of a summer's day, and in came the darkness and eeriness of a summer's night.