She watched him for five months,
quietly observing his every move.
While she admired many things about him,
their age difference was obvious.
In the end,
she walked away.
She was a woman,
and he had only played with girls.
Her sadness was great,
because he had become a part of her.
She could see the man he was destined to be,
and that inspired her.
She awoke in the middle of the night
and spoke to him, although he wasn’t there.
“One thing I know of you to be certain, my darling:
You are more lost upon the shore than at sea.”
Then she realized,
she was speaking to herself.