One fine day

Sitting on the beach that one fine day with my fave book in hand, I found myself pondering the complexities of this journey I was being forced to take. Blinded in the past by tragedies I couldn't (or wouldn't) want to experience ever again. This is not how I planned it to be but then again, nothing in life ever seems to work out according to plan. Anyway, back to that lonely beachside. I saw him playing by the waters edge. He had that look on his face, that priceless look of innocence. He made me put my book down and give him a smile and my full attention. Here I was staring at pure innocence. He has a full life ahead of him, lest a tragedy should befall him before youth, or old age take him. This little being. The apple of someones eye. Shook my very foundations when I heard his name. Nathan. Yes, Nathan. That same name, that image in my mind. I shed a tear as I watched him play. How I longed to hold him. He wasn't mine though. Never would be. For that moment, my book didn't seem interesting anymore. It was no match for little Nathan. It triggered something inside me. Mesmerised I was by this tiny human being in front of me. As I walked away, Nathan ran up to me and grabbed my hand, turning me around to say goodbye. I broke down that instant. Kneeling on the sand that one fine day, I kissed his cheeks and walked away.