Floating

As she laid peacefully on her back in the water of that little lake, with the only disturbance being the ripples her body was making, she was mentally drowning in a sea of emotion.  She had donned a life jacket and was floating just past where she could no longer touch the bottom wither her feet.  She had had butterflies before but not these butterflies.  The last time she felt this way was five years ago.  The last time she had seen him.