There was silence. She looked up at me, her eyes huge and trusting, her lips trembling slightly, bitten red with panic. I caught her hands in mine and pressed them to my lips.
There was nothing But the relentless rain Dragging mascara tears down my cheeks There was nothing But the empty street Stretching away from my still feet There was nothing
It was a black and white landscape. Black waves brushing the silent beach Where white sand curled around my numb feet. That was the night we chased each other with the waves