130. Word to the Wise

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Silvia's boss only needed to see her employee-of-the-year smile and the steamy mug of coffee she was bringing him, and sighed.

"How many days?"

His cousin texted her the same question twenty minutes later, protesting her answer because it was too little time for all the home-alone geek mischiefs he and her brother had planned for the next time she went away.

After finishing all her work and doing as much as she could in advance for the days she'd be gone, Silvia strolled in no hurry down the waterfront boulevard to the west, up to the stone stairs going down to the downtown beach. She was supposed to pick Jim up at his hotel in an hour. It was only two streets away from the beach, and the sunset promised to be one to remember.

She walked down the stairs and on the tricky pebbles up to the shore, were she sat, face to the west. Without stopping to think about it, she grabbed her tablet from her bag and opened the notepad to write down the words that had been echoing inside her head all afternoon.

When she was finished, she found out they were a full poem.

Tear yourself for ever apart
Let the darkness hear your cry
Weeping over forgotten moments
Your mind keeps calling a life.

Let go of your precious sunsets
You know this is no game.

Walk until you are no more
Run inside your soul
Maybe this way you'll find out
What you're looking for.

Then forget to endlessly shatter
In pieces of what used to be
Face that every moment you curse
Becomes something you don't live.

Let go of your precious glory
You know it's not the same.

Wasted time in yesterdays
The clutches of a never-ending hunger
Lust for sin, pray for faith.

"Okay," she muttered, lighting a cigarette as she stared down at her own words, wondering where the hell they'd come from. Like she didn't know.

"Hey."

She looked up surprised and found Jim standing a step away, watching the sunset with his hands in his pockets. She checked the time, in case she'd lost track of it. But no, she was still twenty minutes early.

Jim sat down by her side with a mild smile.

"Some place, huh?"

"Yeah. How—?"

"You described me a sunset from here once, remember? So I thought I should check out the place myself."

"Oh."

He met her eyes, studied her for a moment, smiled again. "You sure?" he asked softly.

She didn't blink. "Not in a thousand years."

"When?"

"The sooner the better, I guess."

"Sooner meaning—?"

"Monday?"

Jim threw his arm around her neck, chuckling, and kissed her hair. She rested her head on his shoulder. Their eyes wandered together over the sharp horizon as the sun slid down toward the mountains.

"Still afraid."

"To death."

"That I like."

"Bet you do."

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