Je Ne Sais Quoi

I feel the warmth of the sand on my feet, and a laugh trapped in my ribcage bubbles out.

There were so many feelings exploding in me, my tiny heart couldn’t handle it.

I’m having a full-blown laughter attack now, unable to believe I’m really here.

I could dismiss this as a je ne sais quoi, but the wind is whispering loud enough to drown that thought out.

I scramble to write it down, but my words don’t suffice.

I sit with my feet buried in the sand till I see the sky change colors, telling me it’s time to go leaving footprints to walk back into.

The sand is softer and cooler now.

I could sit in silence, watching the cliché sunset. I may try to write you lines, but these shades the sky shows us would be worth so much more.

As I see beautiful scenes of people traveling around the world, I’m tempted to experience the same; just a little.

But I can’t seem to leave. The waves keep pulling me back, reminding why I belong here.

Everything that belongs to the sea comes back to it. I always do.

For now, I will take with me the smell of home, and smile at the lingering ocean air weaved into my hair.

I will put my ear to this shell in my pocket, in the city noise to drown out the traffic; to find peace in this chaos of night lights and a million stories.