

Time to Fly I want to be a bird, a seagull.Time to Fly by *BlackBalletShoes
Spread my wings and cut through the blue waters.
Dip my beak into the rushing waves and taste the salt.
The sand.
The sea.
I want to fly away to a place where the sand is white and the water as blue and clear as the summer sky.
A never ending horizon.
Almost non existent.
Love: a whirlpool, it slowly drags you into a place where you cannot see anything. Anyone. Blinded by your own imperfections and the flaws of the world. Of the sand. But thats what makes it beautiful. That each grain is different. Never the same.
I want to be a bird, a seagull.
Throw myself into these waters.
Bathe in th