Sitting by the shore, he watches the waves roll in, each one a reminder of the inevitable rise and fall of life’s experiences. He thinks about love - about how it changes and evolves, how it lifts and breaks, and how it ultimately shapes a person. There’s a calm acceptance in his heart now, a feeling that no one moment, no single love, is the end or the entirety of his journey.
He smiles, knowing that love, like the tide, is constant yet ever shifting. Past hurts have only given him a richer understanding of what it means to care for another. He’s learned to let people be - let them laugh when they’re joyful, cry when they’re in pain, and, most importantly, let them go if they need to find their own path. He’s no longer trying to mold love into something it’s not; instead, he’s letting it exist as it is, messy and beautiful.
As the sun dips below the horizon, he knows that tomorrow holds new possibilities. The world feels wide open, full of potential connections and shared moments yet to come. Love, in its future form, isn’t something he’s chasing or holding too tightly. It’s a path he’ll cross again naturally, and this time, he’s ready to embrace it with an open heart, grateful for every moment, without needing to define or contain it.
For him, this is the essence of living fully, loving life and welcoming the unknown, knowing that every sunrise brings with it the chance for something new and profound.