I look out into the distance- the green light softly shining its rays over me before taking them back just as quickly.

So close.

We are so close.

I reach my hand up and reach as the green light returns once more over the misty channel that separates us.

So close.

We will meet again soon.

It may have been today, but now today is over and tomorrow still holds the same promises that today had before.

Tomorrow we will meet again.

The green fades once again into the blacks and blues of the night and sea that tumbles between us.

My hand falls back to my side, but the promises remain. One final time, before heading back into the large empty house, the green washes over the dock and I.

I breathe it in, deep and full.

Tomorrow.