And I obeyed. I walked until I saw her, standing in the waves, an umbrella held tightly in her delicate hand. She's as beautiful now as she was the day she broke me. “Chey.” I tried not to speak, but the name escaped my trembling lips. She turned to me, looking surprised. I desperately wanted to catch it. To kiss him. To beg her to love me one more time. I couldn't. I was still. I was unmoved. I couldn't help but wonder why she came here. But I knew. She came for the reason I did. She wanted to return to where her happiness left off all those years ago. She wanted as desperately as I did to be happy again. I started to walk towards her, but the wind picked up more. His hat began to fly off, although his hand moved to hold it still. Our umbrellas were dancing in the wind now, but all I could see was this dress. This beautiful red dress that hugged her as I had once done in a forgotten era. The hair that looked so elegant, even though it was starting to fall out from the humidity caused by the rain. His bare feet picking up sand and throwing it on my shoes. Myself. The image of the man I once was.