A sunny day filled with words.
Two wrongs do not make a right,
But sometimes justice does come knocking loud enough to wake you up.
To the beach, maybe.
Watch the pretty little things.
Shed their skins and dance under the burning fire.
But there are things that need to be done.
Fun has to wait.
But even then there is the anticipation.
Almost as good.
With freedom of will comes action.
With action, you can bend reality.
Or close you eyes next to something too good to be true.
And wake up next to something you can believe in.
I know that the days and nights ahead will be new.
I still hold dear the memories and feelings.
But now I want to be wanted again.
