She was a successful woman, young entrepreneurs, both male and female, looked up at her. Yet, she was not happy. And she hadn't been in more than twenty years, back when she was young and she had nothing. She had Brad, though. Foolish young Brad. With his smiling eyes, green as fresh grass, and his mocking smile. And his dreams, he dreamt of seeing the world, of traveling around on a boat, with her. She was in love with him, but she also had big dreams, and, somehow, she thought their love would endure separate paths. She was wrong.
If she closed her eyes she could still smell the sea as if it were the day Brad took sail. She kissed him, hurriedly, with tears in her eyes, and waited on the shore to see his boat disappear behind the cape. "I'll see you soon" she whispered to the wind. Yet, soon weren't soon enough. Her small commerce grew big in no time, and she found herself busier and busier every day. Brad was just a memory, and a faded one. She no longer stared at the sea with longing, hoping to see his sails. And when Brad came back, full of stories, his green eyes greener against his tanned skin, his smile knowing, she couldn't find the love she had before. She had changed, and so had he, and they had changed in opposite directions. She could no longer understand his interests, although she tried to fake. In the end, it was too much, and she broke his heart. Brad left to never return.
Now, twenty years later, she was unhappy, and she finally understood she should have gotten on that boat and sailed away.
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