post #5

boisterous laughter.
piles of junk food.
sharing headphones.
singing off-key.
this was heaven,
and it was only the journey.

pitch-dark skies,
with gray clouds peppering it.
feet planted in the sand.
jumping waves as they crashed.
this was bliss,
and i'd never forget it.

seeing God's creation at its finest.
the most beautiful fellowship.
completely careless,
but altogether aware.
these are memories at their fondest,
and i wouldn't trade them for the world.

virginia beach, thanks for being kind to me.