a round year has passed and still no sight of you,
i’ve changed my path and picked the shorter avenue,
i died inside but managed to gather some health back,
i dyed my hair blue but this time with a reason,

it’s the past where i want to stay,
moving forward doesn’t equal victory,
it’s here where i want to reside,
healing back could foreshadow oasis,
but not just a single harbinger i’ve been sent,
ended the same way as always,
every call from you that i picked,
ended the same way as always,

so i cut me off,
i set the rules now,
may the summer last forever,
i spread my wings,
after years have passed,
soon maybe i’ll get to fly,

against the wind,

hope is a deceiver of fools very often,

but i have this strange wish to fly,

where no one’s ever been.

just like wave after wave,
the summer went away.

as water flows, i’m changing,
growing and expanding,
like a sapling ready to become a tree,
over the course of a day.

i am back in town,
packed my bags and caught the train,
back to loving you.

traveling down the moonlit passage,
by the bushes,
by the bus stop,
there was a lantern,
travelling through one big meander,
in the darkness,
in my hometown,
i kissed happiness,

and ever since, i’m in a state of mind,
i am levitating,
i am haunting,
i have my purpose,
and ever since, i alter my own world,
with no pressure,
with no difficulty,
i’m feeling happiness.

at the bar,
fireflies fly,
in faint light,
summer is breathing.

some time ago i thought i could write one last poem about you,
but why would i waste time on you,
if i have better things to write about,
like the door to a new world, that i opened recently.