on a sunday night:
he'd been fighting back the tears
all weekend...
on the drive home be realized he'd been starving for conversation for quite sometime.
he thought to himself about the girl he's been seeing and how she never fed him emotionally.
as the cars motor hummed into a static background noise,
his smile that he had learn to fake for years began to dismantle before his own eyes that were fixed upon the rear view mirror
he tried to think of happier thoughts by pulling on memories of his former friends, families, and former loves..
..because to him those were happier times.
he thought of the beach he used to visit with his family growing up during the summer.. the sound of seagulls and the conversation his mother and father were having seemed to flow well with the sound of the crashing waves that never seemed to have perfect timing..
he looks down and sees his feet halfway buried beneath the sand while he twiddled with his toes to make the ground ripple like a beach blanket
he hears his moms laugh over the gentle sea breeze
he looks back toward his parents and watches his dad sneak a kiss on her shoulder while his mom throws her beach towel through the warm air, waving it like a flag.
"don't run off too far! you just ate and I don't want you getting cramps honey!"
her voice faded
in and out like an AM radio station through a series of city tunnels
the sky began to rain as he looked up towards the sky
he notices two stars eliminating like a pulse
they begin to grow.
his daydream ended with the sight of the ongoing headlights
his radio station now fixed on a white noise began to pull him further to reality as his ears tried to decipher the broken conversation being given through the static every now and then
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