I feel like I've been here before.
The icy water surges up to my feet, sending a violent shiver up my spine. The wind squeals in my ears as it blows past me, burning my skin and my hair whipping around my face. The sea air is cold and heavy with salt. It coats my throat and nose, stifling my breath. I see the sand dance and coil up and down the empty beach. The water is dark and rough, unforgiving and cold. Each step into the water cuts my skin, freezing my blood. My hair spreads out in the water, trailing behind me. Tears well in my eyes and spill onto my cheeks, cascading down my face and into the sea.
I have been here before, but something is different this time.
The only thing that is missing is you.
I think this is a vision that you had and you posted it on your blog it may not make so much sense to you but pay attention to them :)
ReplyDelete