Lap after lap after lap, her arms and legs continued in a rhythmic manner as her heartbeat carried a tune that she followed. Without realizing it, her body ceased movement and she blankly faced the sun, her mind lost in thought.

“You’re going to burn your pretty face.”

“My skin’s not sensitive. Not like yours.”

“Ouch. I’d willingly turn to ash for you, but not if you’re going to take your failures out on me.”

She spoke subconsciously up until that point, until she faced him directly with a pair of narrowed, bitter eyes.

“I won’t cry for you.”

“You won’t cry for anyone. Not even for yourself. And that’s why you watched me drown that night, with your fingers curled.”

Her eyes slowly turned back towards the sun as her heartbeat slowed to a complete stop. Even below the surface, rays of warmth reached her.

“I’m in a sea of tears just for you. Only you.”