The Simplicity of the Walk and Talk

Taking a walk along the beach with my sister

We took the evening to ourselves 

to drive to the beach and watch the sunset

It’s rare that we get to spend this time alone together

So, 

we walk 

as the sun gets lower and 

the sky shifts from the bright blue of the day 

into the warm orange and red of the evening 

And as we walk we talk,

or more accurately,

I talk

I talk about school, boring things like what classes I’m taking in the fall

I talk about friends, how sometimes friendship can hurt

I talk

And she listens 

She offers me the experiences that she had when she was my age

She tells me stories about when she was in high school

She doesn’t butcher her words or act like I can’t handle what she tells me

So as we walk down the beach,

our eyes covered by sunglasses,

I begin to cry

We take our strides in silence for a while

listening to the soft crash of the waves on the shore

I look into the sky and see a beautiful formation hidden in the clouds

It almost looks like another world,

like if I could just make it through the picture frame of clouds surrounding it I would be somewhere beautiful

But I’m already somewhere beautiful,

watching the sun set over the water

next to a person that I love 

more than I know how to say