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SEA & SKYE

Note: This story was inspired by a song by British pop star, Kavana's song "Will You Wait for Me" 

Dear Skye,

What can I say? The sand and water are missing you like mad, misbehaving like hyenas! So did you check out the sky this morning? It was a brilliant canvas of purple and pink hues when I arrived.

 I carried my board propped under my right arm, supported by my left like always, but for some reason, it kept slipping out of my grasp and it took me forever to get to the shore.

But as I got there, something held me back and I couldn't just walk up to the surf and greet it like so many other times before. Ha. Who would have ever believed, I who practically grew up on the beach was actually scared of the water?

 But I was.

 So I just sat on my board and stared at the ocean. I stared at the blue green waves fighting against each other, as they knocked the other down like opponents in a boxing ring. I watched as the early seagulls swooped down to get their breakfast; I observed the distant yachts' and their decorative sails beat proudly against the wind.

Joggers pounded lightly along the shore, leaving temporary imprints on the earth below them. A black Labrador with a thick tar coat passed me by as his owner took him for a walk.

I stubbed my toe on glass as I was fidgeting in the sand. It bled a deep, unceasing pure red down my pink brown skin. I rubbed it vigorously, but it didn't stop bleeding. I thought God was cruel to play such a joke on me, since He knew I feared the water.

I know, you're laughing at me. You're gonna say "You're such a dork!" and then push me over.

I know. Believe me, I can't seem to forget.

 I nursed it every way possible, but still, it wouldn't stop bleeding, that menacing, dark red.

 So I knew what I had to do.

I took slow, tentative steps forward, wincing before each step. My legs were shaking as they moved mechanically forward, each preceding the other.

I kept my eyes focused on the water before me, and soon, I felt the cool liquid wash up from under my feet. I bit my lip from the sting, as I kneeled down in the sand to allow the water to wash the wound.

I took a breath in as the red slowly discoloured, raw pink flesh exposed as a reminder of the small shard of glass once lodged in there.

I know the scar will heal eventually and new, smooth, pink skin will take it's place. But if I had a choice, I'd leave it there, as a lesson of being so callous.

I walked back to my board and looked at it for a few moments.  Thoughts of whether I should or shouldn't ran through my head and flashes of the past meandered their way through foggy depths of memory.

 Then I heard your voice telling me to "stop procrastinating" and just get my "ass on the board".

 So I did.

I took a precarious forward, skidding on the coarse sand because I was so careless running up. At first I was wary of the waves as I felt as though they were beating against my body; I knew the sea was hungry but I was determined to get out of there unscathed.

The waves rolled alongside me playfully as I manoeuvred through it like I had so many times before. The cool liquid welcomed me back as if it had missed me; to tell you the truth, I had missed it more than you could imagine. For the first time in a long while, the water was my friend again.

I finally emerged from my rendezvous with the sea, wet, but nonetheless, victorious.

 And as I watched the sun roll down, beyond the horizon, I found reason to smile again. A meagre, almost non-existent smile, but one none the less.  

Because I no longer fear the water.

I know you won't let the water harm me, 'cos you're looking down on me up there. And I know when my time comes, you'll be there, waiting for me with open arms.

I know this because I am the sea; and you are the sky.

Missing you 'til then, Skye

Love, Nick

 

LYRICS/I need to talk with you again/why did you go away?/all our time together/just feels like yesterday/I never thought I'd see/ a single day without you/ the things we take for granted/ we can sometimes lose/and if I promise not to feel this pain/will I see you again?/will I see you again?/'Cos time will pass me by/maybe I'll never learn to smile/but I know I'll make it through/if you wait for me/and all the tears I cry/no matter how I try/they'll never bring you home to me/won't you wait for me /in heaven?/   

Do you remember how it was?/when we never seemed to care/the days went by so quickly/ 'Cos I thought you'd always be there/ and it's hard to let you go/though I know that I must try/I feel like I've been cheated/ 'Cos we never said goodbye/and if I promise not to feel this pain/will I see you again?/will I see you again?/'Cos time will pass me by/maybe I'll never learn to smile/but I know I'll make it through/if you wait for me/and all the tears I cry/no matter how I try/they'll never bring you home to me/won't you wait for me /in heaven?/   

'Cos I miss you so/ and I need to know...will you wait for me? Say you'll wait for me... and time will pass me by/maybe I'll never learn to smile/but I know I'll make it through/if you wait for me

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