at the beach, in California.

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went to the beach, in California
walking, i could feel how the sand was slightly burning my feet;
looked at the waves, the blue sky in the back; clouds covering the beauty of it.

the breeze was touching my face;
felt nice, sometimes cold but a sensation i don't get to feel everyday.

my thoughts were running wild, while some tears were filling my eyes;
it was blurry,
sadness and some fears appeared like it was time to leave.

were them saying goodbye or it was my desire to stop them for being so bad?

but even though i couldn't really see clear,
i was still admiring what seems so far from me,
so far away from feel like home, so far away from my touch.

realized
that the nature itself made me believe in my dreams coming true,
that nothing is too much or too hard.
not if you work hard.

but that wasn't the end;

another thing popped out in mind.
apart from my curiosity about the future, apart from being scared of life,
something really different popped out in my mind.

i was at the beach, in California.
the sand was burning my feet like the thought of him burns my heart;
looking at the waves and the blue sky i realized that nothing brights more than his eyes.

the breeze was touching my face;
just like his hands do at night,
he always feels nice,
something that i'd have every day,
bringing me peace of mind.

by the thought of him,
sometimes i feel like i can't see clearly,
but the beauty of it makes me think that
someone
can be admiring me
the way i admired the beach.

that day,
in California,
were i knew that dreams can come true,
and also that home wasn't as far away as i thought.

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