Last night, again.
I dreamed of the ocean, and the sun.
Oh, how I miss them.
I dreamed he was pressing sand into my skin.
I’d be lying if I said waking up this morning was easy.
Last night, again.
I dreamed of the ocean, and the sun.
Oh, how I miss them.
I dreamed he was pressing sand into my skin.
I’d be lying if I said waking up this morning was easy.
Ilsa Seeks Rick 