And when she opened her eyes,

He was gone.

There was a finality

In the unhesitatingly left

Footprints on the sand.

But she didn’t look for him,

Nor did she pray for him to come back.

He was so completely hers, that,

No matter how far he might go,

He could never leave her.

This was her curse,

And his blessing.

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