We have fallen down.
Too close, too fast.
People once said the breeze on this beach is,
everyone you've ever loved.
We have fallen down.
Get me out of this place.
Two hour drive.
Could it be worth it?
I guess not.
This is where our story ends.
I feel different.
Good or bad?
We may never know.
I hope to see you in a distant future.
Joey DeSantis
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/reverie-15/
