the island that's ours
Far away from everywhere, right in the middle of nowhere, is this place that ours now. Yes, it’s ours, the blue waters all around, the coarse sand, the majestic trees. There is no one around. But do I care, I think not, because it’s you and me, and that’s all that matters. Days are long and silent are nights, but our heart never feels any fright, because never something has ever felt so right. It’s been two months now, I still remember the night. I remember the storm and how it destroyed everything. Our ship was gone and lot of people died. I remember me holding your hand and thinking if this is the end, maybe it’s not the worse way to go. But of course that was not the end that was the beginning of something that we could not have hoped for in even the wildest of our dreams. It’s just one of those times at our island; the night is giving way for the light to flirt with the world. I’m still asleep, but I can feel you at my side. Then I woke up and kiss you on the lips, not a ...