-Sunflower-

For the first time... I went to the ocean...

I watch the waves moving in and out...

I feel the breeze blowing through my hair and against my skin...

I hear the laughter of the people around me...

I must leave the past behind.

I can't hold on to it any longer.

I must walk away from the past if I want a good future...

I must walk away from the past if I want to be free...