I want a small abode at some solitary beach, close to the world and yet far away, away from the phony noises and fake smiles, away from the rat race and sickening worries, where the sun winks from behind the disarrayed cottony clouds spread across the calm light blue sky, where the ocean whispers the mellifluous song of the soul lost somewhere in the humdrum of life, where the briny wind hits my face and numbness makes it hard to breathe, where every particle of sand kisses my feet and the waves caress them... and when the night falls, I want to stare and stare and stare at the starry night sky with my face cupped in my hands, think of all the things that truly have and will keep me going, and in the dead silence of night, I want to listen to my heart and for once not the mind, forget about practicality and the stupid rules of this world and just be myself for a change... and if at all there is that one person sitting next to me with whom my heart actually resonates, whose shoulder is my heavenly abode every time I cry or laugh or shy away or simply stare at the moon, whose eyes are an assurance that they don’t need words to understand me or promises to believe in me, eyes that never lie, that remind me of the good lying inside, that make me believe in my make-believe dreams, eyes I know were made for me as soon as they meet mine.... all this and here’s my perfect world...
Sounds moony and stupid, but that's exactly what I want!
