There is this silence which is deafening and it is only interrupted by my own heartbeat. This quiet and this peace which surrounds my whole being. As if I'm on a deserted island.

Standing on the beach, alone, I remembered all the walks I'd taken here, all the sunsets I'd watched, all the waves I'd challenged, the dunes that kept our secrets and the wind that flew our kite.

Now there is nothing here except the taste of my tears and the breeze from yesterday's kisses.