Periwinkle Blue

The sky is alive with fiery colours that match the intensity of the passion we have, and the sunset is reflecting off the inlet’s water that is lazily lapping at the rocks beneath my feet. There the water is still a periwinkle blue like the colour of your eyes that I miss gazing into. My heart aches for yours, for all that we shared, because nobody will ever understand me like you do.

I curse myself for the mistake I made. It was not worth losing you over, and I understand now why you will never forgive me. Your rage and grief towards me was very reasonable though I wish I never saw you in such distress, and certainly not because I had caused you that sorrow.

I turn and am surprised to see you standing there watching me, silently crying but smiling. I recognise that look of hope in those periwinkle blues.

“You came back…”