Fourteen &

still counting.

Let the day go on and on. We would never want it to end, no matter how tired and torn up we may look like at the end. Lets go skip to the park, linked arm in arms. We can climb up that big hill and sit at the bottom of the lovely tree. We will wait patiently waiting for the stars to come out. It will be so cold we may even think about quitting, but we wont. For the sake of Happyness, we wont. We can hold each other tightly looking upon the stars and fall asleep to the crickets chirp. Silently, or snoring-ly, we would wait upon the rising sun. But oh silly us, we would sleep right past it. You may even wake up with my leg on your chest ;3 oh heavy sleeper.

Failed Sun-Rise Watchers.<3