Wrecked and tarnished buildings had to end.
As I looked up to the almost ablazed sky...

My feet
Burried in the sand...

Do you believe,
If there is ever such a thing as everlasting love...

I found myself gazing,
Gazing at the milky way...

I started to recall that evening
Strolling by the beach with you...

I can't make a move
No courage to do so...

Spattered on the tiles,
As they trickled down your cheeks...

I feel nervous and excited
For no particular reason...

Poetry.
Allows me to think...

Lets rush to the start,
Where conversations were filled with laughter...

Senseless and blank
Vacant...

Perfection,
Is what we aim for...