I see us,
standing together on a beach by the sea.
There's a gentle breeze,
soft waves,
and seagulls dancing in the sky.
Look over there,
a house.
Come on,
let's go check it out.
So
we run toward it,
and the air around it glows golden,
like
it's calling us in.
We open the door.
It's a little empty inside,
but we
can turn it into a home.
First,
a big window.
Then,
flowers and grass
growing across the ceiling.
The floor?
Let's cover it in stars.
Hang the moon like a chandelier,
and by the window, a fish tank,
shimmering with light like the sun.
Little fish swim happily inside.
We
could sit by the window and watch the view,
or curl up together with a book,
and just enjoy the peace.
That's my idea of perfect,
our
very own
tiny world.