SAND CASTLES

i was at the beach today, not the thing to do in winter, i know, but thats who i am, i go against the right things :P
the scenery was beautiful, i sit right on what lots of people would probably only see in postcards, and my heart drifts very far, way beyond that horizon.
i soon realise that happiness may only last a few seconds, if lucky like i were today, a few hours even. after enjoying everything, the clean air, the sky, the warm sand and baking next to larissa, reality kicked in. what is reality? we had a heated discussion on how we should face reality but when it struck, neither of us could rebel it. we rebel our school, our parents and even friends, but we cannot rebel this one thing-reality. reality is ourselves, our life, who we have became.
i saw kids running around making sand castles, gorgeous creatures they were, they had eyes that reflected the clean sky. then i hear lar ask me "what does sand remind you of?"
"love" i say, "when yu grasp it too tight, it leaks out of your palm"
"time" she adds, "time and everything else that'll dissappear eventually"
why can't we be like the kids anymore? where reality was just, who built the tallest sandcastle.

after the conversation we put on makeup, wore our heels, and left whatever sand meant right behind us..