Solitude

Combine and integrate the two versions, so it reads like the story of the photo being taken.

The blue of the sea and the sound of the waves crashing calmed his tortured soul.The sunset cast a warm glow all around and the air was still.There was no one around,only us and silence fills the air.Sometimes you just need to get away from it all and rather than do something stupid,he went to the beach.Because he know that when all fails,the sand and the sea never fails to soothe his soul.

I went there with him.Fearing that he will drown his sorrow and let himself get swept away by the current.We just sat there and listen to sound of the waves and the seagulls flocking by, and after awhile,I let him sit and just bask in the warmth and calmness and slowly,I went to the back and took a picture of him from faraway.As I was about to capture the beautiful picture,I thought to myself..he looked really relax and mellow.Something inside of me just calls out to him..It reminded me that as long as I'm here for him and as long as the beach is always there,he will be just fine.

When things get too hard,know that you can rely on me and the sea.I shouted this to him after I took his picture.