I Don’t Hate You, Part 2

9 Mar

I saw the ocean again. From the east end of Lizanne’s pool. Swim to other end and there is the beach, she said. What a long pool, I said to myself.

I saw the ocean again. I saw it from the pool, calm waves the way the ocean is supposed to look, a perm at the end of its life. Relaxed. I saw the blurry outline of beige sand and striped umbrellas. My heart was racing.

I saw the ocean again. My heart was beating fast for no reason, for the reason I thought but didn’t know, the reason I felt in my past but couldn’t see in my present. This is real, I said to the ocean. The other times I was dreaming but now I am really here and so are you.

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