The sharp and shallow intakes of breath made my head spin, and I plopped down onto the sand letting my eyes travel over the twilight sky. As I lay there, gazing at stars millions of light-years away, I could feel the cool evening breeze grace my damp body and I could hear the soft sound of small waves finding their way into my little bay. I absent-mindedly traced a pattern in the sand with my fingers, and at the same time I pictured her. I smiled and stroked my stomach, and I lifted my leg up really high as if I could touch the stars with my sandy toes. I grinned at this and rolled around, letting out a giggly laugh. I couldn't help but think how lost I was – how lost I was in her.