A Revolution. 

‚ÄčIn the night, we dreamed of sleeping on shiny white sands with the moon watching over our stars. In the day, we dreamed of running away beyond the seas, leaving our soft footprints so that others could follow. And by the time we woke up, we had lost something that felt like a battle; a battle that had claimed our sands, our stars and our dreams.



I miss the way you kissed me. Against that wall that always stopped us. Against them all. Against time and against love. Kiss me one last time. Lie to me. Tell me you will always be there. And walk away.