jell-obeans:

The waves
crash on the stones and it’s all she hears for hours. No matter how long it
would take, she was going to stay here, in this place, their place, waiting for
his return.

Her
thoughts are far away when she suddenly sees in the horizon the long masts of
the Jewel. He’s back. He’s finally back and all she can think about is how
he’ll come running to this place, their place, and embrace her as tight as he can to show her how painful it was to be away from her.

No more goodbyes…

He’s here,
he’s back, he’s home, he’s hers.