#fearlessly and confidently. that's him finally befriending the ocean🤧💗

[writeyourdarlings]

steve likes riding his motorbike to the beach at night. the roads are quiet, and the cool air brushes his cheeks as gentle as a lover's hand.

the ocean scares him a little, if he’s being honest. the way the waves crash onto the sand and break against the rocks—the loud sound sometimes catches him off guard. it reminds him of that time he fell from the sky, diving the plane into the ocean with nothing but stillnes and darkness waiting for him at the bottom. it reminds him of those men he once read in history books—of young japanese pilots who plunged their planes into their targets and vanished into the ocean. kamikaze, he recalls the word. the almost-similarity seems haunting to him.

but still, he keeps coming back.

each night, he parks his motorbike and walks toward the shoreline. he takes off his shoes and socks, rolls up his pants, and lets the cold sea foam kiss his ankles.

he doesn’t step in too deep, but it's enough for him to introduce himself like a shy new kid standing at the front of the class. enough to befriend the ocean all over again and whisper: hey, beautiful.

and when the waves turn a little bit calmer, steve thinks the ocean seems to remember him.🤍