Jake floated there, as he had for the last hour, and sighed inwardly. Realizing what a cruel twist of fate it was didn't help in the least. He burned with the desire. He wanted to move over to her, smile at her, talk to her, whisper sweet nothings in her ear. He wanted her, and he could do nothing about it.
He drifted in the breeze, and she smiled at him. Instead of warming his heart, it was like a knife piercing his very soul. If he could cry, his lamenting wail would strike despair in the hearts of all those around him. Then, in a final blow to his very being, another came over and took her by the hand. She smiled at him, and let herself be led away.
Jake floated there, now alone and heart-broken, until night fell and the cool air deflated his flesh as she had deflated his soul.
I don't care for the harsh vignette but I love the colors on this. The horizon looks like it is a tad lower on the left of the photo. What a lovely place to go
I think the shot would've been fine without the vignette. The crop is maybe a touch tight on the bottom. I love the idea itself and the blue theme works well, especially with that bright blue sky.
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