There is a paradise I picture inside my mind. A paradise with white sandy
beaches and clear blue waters without a cloud in the sky allowing nothing
but sun to shine onto me. The beach secluded from everything, with green
tree’s and a little wooden shack. Inside the shack is a mattress on the
floor pushed into the corner underneath a window covered by a white sheet. A
candle rests on a table with 2 chairs and acts as my night light. When
really I don’t need one. Because in this paradise the moon lights the sky
and my stars above me glisten in the darkness that surrounds them. Stars
look close enough to hold and the moon bigger than anything. In this
paradise of mine I’m free. Free to be myself. Free. Which is meaningless to
be free but alone in a place so perfect. So I sit and stare into that clear
blue water holding my knee’s into my chest in that hot white sand, alone. My
paradise isn’t really a paradise. I have my tree’s and wooden shack. My
candle on the table and bed on the floor. My sandals on my feet and a shirt
in my hand. But my paradise is missing one thing. It’s missing the most
important thing. The thing that would make my smile never fade and give my
heart a reason to never stop. The thing that would make me never sleep and
the thing I could never not love. You.
 
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