boats

I floated aboard the ship , as quickly as it had been for the past few months . There was no sound coming out of the ocean , so I had to anchor myself to the shore . For the first time in a very long time , Marina thought she was safe , but she did n't want to see him anymore . She shook her head and buried her face in his chest . The boat s cold water warmed the surface of the Atlantic Ocean , as if he were the only anchor in the world . Naturally , it was something I d given up and fled to the shore .