I want to lie down on the sand and feel the waves wash over me. I want to feel the scurry of the sandy grains against my skin as the water recedes into the sea.
I will not wince at the blazing sun rays that blinds my eyes, if for a moment I can lose the pain. If for a moment, time means nothing. When I whisper to the wind, I want you to hear the truths amongst my lies. And when I listen close enough, I want to hear you say my name.
I want my world to end, and myself to live.