It’s a long road of forgetting the past. When everything was inevitably colorful. Things that lack me today. In the present…I’m not content with this. Tell me, dear boy, why do good people change for the worse? Why is your head driven by naivety? Why can’t you grow up? Look up and see the stars I made just for you to feel enlighten for once. And yet, why are you throwing me away?
I speak with love and adoration, and yet you become earless; immune to my mouth. I may never breach the cavalier walls you build around yourself. I may never know the reason why you left. Simply, all I want is to drift away to a renewed mind where you won’t occupy any of its space.