The saltkissed breeze caressed her skin,
stark contrast to the stale city air.
She stood close at the cliff,
the vast expanse of the ocean stretching out,
a mesmerizing dance of blue and green,
and the rhythm of the waves, a lullaby
washed away the urban shouts.

In her mind, she was a child again,
building castles of sand, chasing seagulls,
and collecting shells.
The ocean, her sanctuary, her escape,
and now, it was a distant dream,
a memory locked away in a treasure chest.

He, a creature of the land,
could not comprehend the pull of the sea.
To him, it was just water,
vast and indifferent.

He offered her a compromise,
a nearby lake, a mere puddle
compared to the ocean’s grandeur.

She looked at him,
her eyes filled with a profound sadness.
He saw the longing,
the yearning for something
he could never truly understand.

The ocean is not just a body of water,
she tried to spell,
it is a part of me,
a piece of my soul, she said.

And so, they stood on the edge of the world,
divided by the vastness of their understanding.