With this pen,
I'll write our future.
Shape the best possible approximations of what we think our future will be.
Together we'll
build paper skyscrapers and mold our thoughts into statue's,
That will lay rusting in the amber sun.
We'll set sail to achieve the dreams,
We have always imagined.
We made sand castles out of secrets and promised to always keep them
hidden in the cracks of plain black,
Where the light could never shine through.
We colored the stars with oil pastels,
And searched for seashells,
By the lonely shore.
We swam naked in the waves of stained water.
The gravity of the moon pulled us in closer,
Where our lips stuck together like magnets.
Each emotion ran away with the wind.
We made unforgettable moments,
That settled like footprints in the sand.