Something we could call our own
Our secrets, our words braided together, our walls no one could break.
We were safe there, happy.
It was ours, and ours alone.
Our minutes, our seconds
Our rainbow dreams spun out of the wind
Our world, our little corner of the universe
Ours, all ours.
But one day our windy dreams turned into a hurricane and blew it all away. The rainbow colours grew lighter and lighter, floating away with the wind until they disappeared.
Yes, I know it's time to go outside. To look back at the wreck,and then turn around and move away to find another world, yet another nook of the seamless universe.