Sometimes,
I close my eyes
And imagine standing on a grassy hill
That overlooks
A city of mountains
Frosted with snow;
Their peaks illuminated
By the bright blue sky
As birds soar.
The feeling of freedom is overwhelming.
Sometimes,
I walk through town
And visit the places where we once were.
I pretend that she's with me
And wish for endless tomorrows
That I could spend
With
Her.
Sometimes,
I look out my window
And see the sunset.
A stunning eruption of
Red
Orange
Yellow
I feel infinite.
Always,