Something Special
The winds blow across our faces with the smell of wanderlust dreams. Our dreams were beautiful that day, even for the ugliest of people. But, a dream is an escape from reality, for all we know in the real world nobody cares. Time is ticking for everyone, all things must come to an end. We don't know how, when, or why. They just sneak up on us. All we want to do is escape it, but we can't. That why, with our lives, we need to create amazing stories for the universe to remember us by. Because it's not about the beginning or the end it's about the path you took to get there.
