And after, I couldn’t bear the ocean for thelongest time. Until today, when for the first time I wanted to touch the sand again. And after I got back home I realised that you would never be able to forget me; that like that sand you can never completely free yourself of me. You think you’ve washed me all away and then you find me in between your toes or in your ears, laughing and making you miss me. Reminding you of how good it felt to be covered in me and how nothing can even remotely compare.
Excerpt from a book I will never write #1376














