The neon waves crash over me, pummelling this body of mine into the earth that has mocked me for the lifetime I have been begrudgingly granted.
Within this destructive water are stories that feature people like me, lost, lonely and afraid of what lies ahead.
"I was 27 when I first told the woman of my dreams that I loved her. It was the one regret that has haunted me for so long..."
The voice the water channels is of someone much like me, love-struck. Love broke me; leaving me to wonder why I can never be loved in the same way that I loved.
Does this change the feelings I hold for her?
No...
It just makes me realise what I knew all along.
As much as I want to save them from ruin, I finally understand that's not my purpose...
They'll have to save themselves.
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