Only people from there...

Only people from there, but she wasn't.

He has cinnamon skin, soft hair, and a warm 

smile.

He takes her hand,

 and the town unfolds around them.

Dimmed lights, lots of laughter, and a sentiment of pure joy.

He takes her to the ocean. 

The place where she feels so small and fragile.

Without hesitation, they both run to the water. 

The rest of the town follows.

The water is warm.

 And the waves begin to thrash.

She gets lost in them.

 She starts drowning. 

She pauses...

 The more she fights, 

the faster she will sink.

She lets go, 

relaxes,

and waves for help.

A woman pulls her arm,

 and drags her to a window in the ocean. 

She is now safe.

The woman says:

 "That's him. He is moving on"

She last saw him on the balcony, 

smiling and laughing with a friend.

and then she thought:

"There are no attachments only love".