Someone Else's Ocean

by Kate Stewart

“I would give my left boob to see what just happened,” she bellowed.

As if it could really be so easily executed by a person with generalized anxiety disorder on demand. As if it was that simplistic. Relax.

And so, I’m here living someone else’s life, in someone else’s house staring at someone else’s ocean.”

“I played it in my last recital, it’s “Clair de Lune” by Debussy.”

Eat your heart out, professor.

“And because I’m a complete masochist, I can’t help but mention I’ve fallen madly in love with you.”

She has my view and soon enough someone else will have my ocean.

“To all of it, to everything. Be my life. Marry me and if you say yes, I promise the only thing I’ll ever be selfish about again is you. Say yes and let’s go back to our beach.”

“Because I married my miracle.”