Translated…
She wanted some peace and quiet, so he’d not talked at all. He’d stepped on the footprints she made across the sand, followed her along in silence. Her feet were, smaller than his, after he’d stepped on the footprints she’d left behind, hers was, erased. All of a sudden, she’d, turned around, looked at him angrily and spoke, “I won’t be your mistress anymore!”, afterwards, she’d, run off. Physical education is her strong suit, he couldn’t catch up to her, at which time, his cell phone started ringing. It was his wife, he’d told her, “I’m just about finished working here, I’ll be home soon.”, then, he’d, walked back, to his parking spot. He couldn’t ever, erase her footprints anymore.
not my photograph…
So, this, is when the woman finally decided to pull the PLUGS, because she’s tired of having this love that will NEVER see the light, and, she probably waited for him a long time to leave his wife, but he never will, and she’d finally decided, to sever the ties with him, and, they no longer, walked in each other’s footprints any longer, and, everything was, left to the waves to wash out on that beach they went to………
the waves came, and washed, everything out…
not my photo still…
Life, the Obstacle Course 