Pacific Blue Tears
A welcome summer breeze cooled the evening air as we relaxed on the back porch.
“Have I ever told you that your eyes are as blue as the Pacific Ocean?”
“Many times, my love.”
“They beguile me tonight just as they did the night we met.”
How often had he spoken those words? The words he would leave behind. Tomorrow a new assignment would take him from me… and only his words remain.
His arm slid around me, pulling me closer. I forced a smile, suppressing the tears that would come later. Flowing… like waves on the blue Pacific.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleThank you, Linda for your bitter sweet short story. Your last line of comparing tears to “waves on the Blue Pacific” resonants with poetry. Powerful!
Thank you so much for your kind comments, Margarida, I really appreciate them.
Such a touching story in such few words Linda. Beautiful!
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleThank you so much, Emily.
I was emotional by your story, Linda. And your comparison of the blue eyes to pacific ocean and tears to waves in the pacific ocean was so deep. You did it well in just 100 words. Very nicely done.
Thank you, Lotchie, I’m glad my story touched you.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleYou’re welcome, Linda.
Wistful, sad and gentle, like the love you can touch, but not hold on to. Sweetness that doesn’t turn bitter. Your descriptive talent is remarkable. I could almost taste the salt in her tears, or was it the ocean?
You have described exactly how I wanted my story to resonate with a reader, Allan. Those tears would taste like salt, wouldn’t they? Thank you for your lovely comments.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleNot sure how I missed this story before, Linda. Definitely a tear-jerker, written with such sensitivity. Nicely done.
I’m so pleased you found this one to be a tear-jerker, Carrie! It’s something I strive for in many of my stories. Thank you so much!
These 100 words left me wanting more! I wondered about this man and what his job was and what was going to happen to him…possibly the base for a longer story here! I liked your opening line. It really set the scene and atmosphere! Nice work Linda!
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleI imagined his job to be dangerous and risky, Heather, which is why he always says the same words to her before he leaves so that she will remember them if he doesn’t come back. Thank you so much for your kind comments, I really appreciate them!
Linda, this is a beautiful, bittersweet story and it left me wondering whether they would meet again? This was well written.
I like to think he does come back, Marianna, but my heart was with my protagonist having to go through such agony every time he left. Thanks so much for your lovely comment.
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