There is something about getting lost in a moment.
The winds caress your cheeks like they've grown up doing so,
The sun kisses your rosy pink lips, warming them up like that's the only area of interest in geography,
The water cools your skin like you've had a tireless night wrapped in your bedsheets.
But What if you can't find yourself once you let go of everything though?
Are they going to come save you everyday or move on to find someone else? //ndcb
