Motion of the Ocean

*Sensitive topic is death*

Hello, my name is Richard. I am a rock in the ocean. My best friend is Stuart, he is a starfish. We try our best to stick together, but sometimes the ocean current is too strong and washes me away from Stuart. He then has to travel the oceans to find me. I’m quite the paranoid type, so I am worried that Stuart will get tired of this happening, and might leave me one day. He assures me that it will never happen, but never say never ya know. You must understand, Stuart travels a lot for me so he’s become very extraverted. On the other hand, I am a rock. I have no free will when it comes to movement. I haven’t a clue how to socialize, so Stuart is pretty much my only friend. He doesn’t realize that though, he thinks I have lotsa people to talk to, but he’s wrong. I guess he just doesn’t understand my awkwardness. Who could blame him? He’s a star, literally and I would say I’ve hit rock bottom, but I have always been a rock at the very bottom. I’m wondering if anyone else notices when I leave. Nah, I don’t think so. I can’t even wave back at people, so they probably just assume I’m some jerkwad. What do they expect? I’m a literal rock, no legs, no arms, and people are shocked to find out that I even have ears. Oh well, I’ll just see you next time. 

Hi! I’m Stuart, a starfish from the tide pools, but I just move with the motion of the ocean. Not really though, I actually move around so much to find my bestest friend ever, Richard. He doesn’t realize it, but he’s my favorite person in the whole ocean blue. I wonder if I’m his favorite too. I sure hope so, but he probably has lotsa other friends. I mean, he’s always getting pushed around places, so I bet he meets tons of cool animals from around the ocean. I don’t mind looking for Richard one bit. I would rather search for hundreds of years than live without him. I just can’t imagine it. I barely remember not having him. He was much larger when I first moved here, but he was younger then, as was I. Although, I would say erosion has been kind to Richard. 

‘Ello again, it’s Richard. I am very lost. A current washed me into this very, very dark trench. Quite pleasant, but I miss Stuart. I’m worried it’ll be too difficult for him to find me this time. There’s other creatures here, and an odd looking anglerfish spoke to me. She said some things and it has me thinking that maybe I should let Stuart go, I don’t want him to stress while looking for me. Oh but I saw some other rocks, but they didn’t talk. I think I may be sorta unique. I never realized how peculiar it is to be a talking rock. I knew it was depressing, and honestly kinda stupid, but maybe I’m just a little special. 

It’s Stuart yet again, and I appear to be lost. Richard wasn’t in his previous spot, and many people claim to have seen him getting pushed away by a current. Why they didn’t help him is something I’ll never understand but alas I can’t just leave him. I miss him dearly though. I pray that he’s alright, but I try not to think about it too much. Most people don’t realize it, but I’m actually a very anxious person. I’m extroverted, yes, but I still can’t help but to get freaked out.I can’t seem to find him. He could be somewhere with horribly mean creatures, or somewhere I might never find him. I try not to think like this but I just can not seem to get it out of my head. I want nothing more than to have told Richard how much he meant to me. Everything he’s done for me has helped me get to where I am today. I truly could not have done it without him. I don’t know if he’ll ever truly grasp it, but oh well.

It is me, Richard. I don’t think Stuart will ever find me. He probably gave up on me. I can’t say I blame him. If I were Stuart, I’d have given up much sooner than he did. I don’t need Stuart anyways. I’ve been a rock my whole life, I met as well just get over it. This is who I am and I can't change it. Sucks to suck I guess. There’s no point in trying to deny it. Nothing I do will make a difference, so I don’t wanna try anymore. Stuart’s gone, I’m still a rock, and it’s too dark down here. I don’t like it here, I want to go back. I don’t understand where “back” is, and I never will. I’ve been pushed through to ocean for my whole life, so I have never really had a set in stone home. Ha, puns. How could I be joking at time like this? Oh forget it, I deserve to be down in this stupid trench. Stuart deserves better, and I could never be better. I never will be better. 

If you’re hearing this, hi. I’m Stuart and this is the last time you’ll ever hear from me. I can’t go on. My heart is broken in ways where it couldn’t be put into words even if I knew 1000 languages. I’m far too lost, and Richard is too far gone. I can’t fathom going on without him, so I’ve decided to give up. I’ll stay here until there is nothing left of me. The heartbreak has turned into a physical ache and I’m afraid I cannot make it to another city. I guess this means goodbye, and if you see Richard, thank him for me. Oh and you, you have listened to me this whole time, thank you for that.