The sunlight comes up at the horizon: a beacon of hope.
My motives should remain within memories…
The contingency plan is now in action.
Carefully drawing out plans; every move counts now…
While cleaning up this mess, I think about ‘why’.
The wall is the divide between acceptable and rebellious.
The words he never got to say.
I’ll be by your side, from now to the end.
The truth comes out when least expected.
A wave of embarrassment, hurt, and confusion…