A sky colored in red, purple and pink. Just a few, thin clouds. Almost flawless. Yet no one bothered to look up this time – they were all in a hurry. Except for one pair of big, brown, lonely eyes. These colors were mesmerizing, yet they were all missing it. As the sun was descending, disappearing beyond the horizon, all she could think of was how lonely it felt to be the only one observing this perfection. Water tickled her bare feet, she looked down at the ocean before her. The waves were growing bigger every minute. A cold but soft wind stroked her skin, she imagined how the whole earth was breathing. And the people behind her didn’t even notice, they didn’t have time to stop.
Of course they didn’t. A Friday evening wasn’t the time for loneliness. All that mattered was finding someone to not be lonely with. To find cheaper thrills. She would have done it too – if she had a choice. She was as frightened as anyone else to be alone. She was scared of all the people rushing by behind her, noticing her loneliness. Did they even? The fear and the shame – she just wanted to hide. Just so that she could be all alone, without the whole world watching her.
The water felt warm, so she hurried and took her shorts, her t-shirt and her sandals off. Put it all in a little pile – she had never been organized. One breath, and she jumped off the dock. The warmth of the water disappeared immediately and she hurried up to the surface to gasp for air, only to meet a cold and bitter wind that felt like it was biting her lungs. She turned towards the horizon and started moving her arms and legs towards the depth. The sun was gone, and the water was no longer reflected by the warm colors of the sky, it was now dark and grey. Eventually, her body felt a bit sore so she went back to the dock and her clothes. The wind felt even colder and more aggressive when she escaped the water. She stood there and drip-dried for a while. Put her clothes on. Her bracelet was missing. Things just kept disappearing from her life like that.
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