LOVE on the SAND Pt. 02

by NICHOLX, 11.08.21, 2.3K words
LOVE on the SAND, Part 2
I held her close and kissed away her tears, but more came, tasting sweet, just like her honey skin. I couldn't have held her closer to me, without feeling her going through me. I held her sweet face in my hands and kissed her, a long, long kiss, then doing the saddest thing I ever had to do, I looked one last time into her beautiful eyes, turned and slowly walked away, leaving her standing alone on the strand. As I walked, I kept looking back at her through tear-filled eyes, until she was out of sight. The surf washed in, and my footprints were gone, as if I had never been there.
At the motel, I hurriedly packed my things, throwing them into my travel-bag like they were just so much fucking garbage; the sooner I got the hell out of there, the better. The hurt was deep, deep inside; I was missing her already.
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Arriving at LAX four hours before my flight time, I would have plenty of time to get a drink or two.

I checked my luggage and got a boarding pass, and was told my flight would be delayed three hours because of bad weather over Norfolk. Now with over six hours to kill, I had enough time to drink my fucking brains out and then sober up before boarding. I started walking aimlessly through the crowd of thousands of milling people. Someone said the loniest place in the world is in the middle of a crowd, and he was so right. It seemed like I was in a vacuum, that my mind and body were in different places. But I managed to keep an eye out for a good watering place. Eventually I wandered into the Rolling Stone Bar