"Sydney," he breathed, a barely audible whisper under the sound of the crashing waves. "I will always, always love you." He started as he always did. And as usual this was the time where the tears began, he was past the point of caring. "I told you that I would move on. I know in my heart that I would have wanted the same for you. God, I could just be making this up, to convince myself that this is okay....but it feels like it's not Syd. I never wanted anyone but you, I could have spent the rest of my days loving your memory, but it happened. I can't take it back. I think I'm falling for her Syd. I think, I think I might be able to be happy with her. Not the way I was happy with you, never the way I was happy with you. But she's a good person, she makes me smile." He paused wiping the tears from his face. "I never wanted to smile again without you. I never wanted to breathe again without you, but...I just don't know Sydney. Here I am commemorating your death, talking to you as if you were right here. Maybe I'm crazy. Maybe..." He could barely speak, but I forged on as best he could. "Maybe I should run head first into the ocean and find you." He paused trying to control his breathing. "But you would kick my ass if I did that." He laughed slightly. "You'd probably break my nose and send me back down to earth." He smiled picturing her beating him up. "I just miss you Syd." He paused, his reverent thoughts returning. "What I came here to tell you was that I love you, forever. But I can't keep living like this, I want to be happy. I need to be happy. At least as happy as I can be without you. So here I am talking to you, the woman I love, who just so happens to be dead." He paused picking up a handful of sand and running it though his hands.

"What makes this so hard is that I'm here now. Right where I was a year ago today. I'm at a fork in the road. I'm standing on this great precipice, and I can barely breathe. Here on this beach was where I was going to..." He trail off, his voice failing him. After a moment he cleared his throat again, and forced himself to speak. "I wanted you to be my wife, I wanted to be with you forever. But things never, ever work out now do they." He laughed again, still playing with the sand. "So I'm here now. Her name is Lauren. I don't love her Syd. Not the way I loved, still love you. But I'm going to try. I'm going to try out this happiness thing. You'd like her Syd, you really would. I wanted you to know." He stopped as the tears came flooding from somewhere deep inside him yet again.

"You've become my Guardian Angel Sydney. We will always be together. And I hope that you're happy where ever you are; probably in heaven. I mean that's where angels go, to heaven. So, we're both going to be happy. But we'll always have this Syd. This beach means so much more to me than, than anything. I gave you all of my heart and soul, and you will always have that. God, I wish..."He paused. A long time ago he promised himself that he wouldn't 'wish', he wouldn't 'hope'. "Someday we'll be together Sydney. I know it. Keep watching me Angel, lord knows I need someone watching my back." He looked the beach up and down, and then gazed out over the waves. They had calmed quite suddenly, and were only softly curling over the white sand. "I love you Sydney, I always will."

With longing gaze over the beach and the water he stood and walked away.