Another Person

By Seth

I watched her walk by the shore, the sea whipping around her bare legs. She looked desolate, caught up in the moment. I watched silently from the balcony as the girl I had grown to know and love… no, she was no more. The girl was still there, but her soul was gone. She was no longer the girl I had fallen in love with. I watched as she tossed a stone in the sea and stared as it bounced. As I stood a few feet above her, I felt guilty. Guilty that I had let her become like this, guilty I had just let her slip away. I wanted to believe she deserved it, I really did. But I just couldn’t. I couldn’t face another day standing by and watching her mope around as if she had nothing better to do. Because no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t bring myself even to speak to her. As she turned slowly, our eyes met, locked in a solid gaze we had come to recognize. Only this was different. Her eyes didn’t bear the love they used to—only loneliness, and emptiness. Not a tremor of joy…

As I walked further up the beach, I threw a rock into the sea, not even the waves lapping at my feet could sooth my temper. All I could think about was how he could do this to me. We were doing just fine, until we hit that rough patch. And all because I’d started on the football team. Just because I wanted to live my own life meant to him that we should throw away everything we ever worked for. Everything that meant the world to me. Then when I turned, I saw him. He was staring down at me, and in that moment I realized we now had nothing in common. We’d changed. He was not the guy I had fallen in love with. I read the look on his face to be sympathetic, as he had every right to be. Because he ruined it for us. But as we stood there, gazing at each other as if frozen in place, there was something missing in the way he looked at me. There was not a tremor of guilt or shame. Not a tremor.

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