There was this boy...

[beneaththesea]

There was this boy that sat on a beach alone on the fourth of July. His parents off in the distance, cradling fire with their bodies. The sun was just beginning to drown in the Pacific Ocean. The sky was red and reflecting in this boy’s eyes. He sits and stares into the distant islands of another continent. His pants are wet and chafing against his

Comments

[curlsdroop]

I don't know that I understand this totally...but I'm going to take shot. Childhood. You miss it. So slap me across the face. Pretty obvious one would think. Time doesnt stand still, it leaves with or without you, even if you arent ready. It's like your scared of it leaving with you not prepared?

[soy_peligrosa]

That's beautiful. But you shouldn't wish for happiness to end.

[beneaththesea]

anna. i said that as a boy i wished that i was older so that i could run from the truth that happiness ends.

[soy_peligrosa]

Alright, forgive me.
I still think it was lovely.

[lampsiveknown]

it is a terrifying thought. i try not to dwell on it, but it often sneaks in even so. well written my friend...very well.

we need to hang out soon. i'm back in 2 and a half weeks...this time for good.

[beneaththesea]

dude i cant wait, seriously. agh.

[lampsiveknown]

me neither. me neither.