I can see her on the beach, golden, in her bikini, dancing, beads of the ocean sweat hovering in the air around her, glinting in the sunlight, matching her eyes. A perfect frozen moment in my eyes. She was smiling at me; I was the one taking the picture. I was the one she wanted taking the picture.

And how so drastically things change, relationships evolve and disintegrate, slip through our fingers like grains of sand, coming apart, dried from the heavy beating of sunlight. All the binding moisture of our muds sucked up and away, until we are no longer together…lost, tumbling down into the millions upon millions of identical specs, where we will never again find ourselves together in the same way. We will meander and intermingle, collect and collide, but here will we never again meet, when I held your towel, while you celebrated life… the one we intended to share.