| She traced the outline of his name in the sand with her toe, not knowing what to say as she silently watched him go. She glanced at his retreating form as he hurried down the beach, his image growing fainter until he was out of reach. A tear fell down her cheek as she slipped his ring from her finger. She tossed the ring into the water, then turned to leave, no need to linger. The ring washed out to sea, guided by a gentle wave, and on the ocean floor, the ring lays in it's silent grave. |
| copyright 2006 MsSouthernOrchid |
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| The Breakup |