Those lanterns

Maybe those eyes were blue, as dark as the ocean. And somehow something washed them. Shades by shades and those lanterns turned bright, as smooth as skies on the daylight. Life does that. Time takes the waves closer to the seashore, where the sand is always pale--almost white. Where everything is easier, but not necessarily better.

Where reality wins over dreams
And distance is an enough reason to kill the happy ending


dans.IP said…
What A Great Analogy, thanks kristy :)

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