airless. cast away feelings filling the spaces inside
from the last summer and spring. turning into dusts of snowflakes
into fairies sparkling wings and puppets for kids
for such beautiful eyes we each own
never we talked properly over coffee and warm baked pies
with drops of raining staining my smile
wishes and pretty shoes dances on the path we carved
longing for someone to step on the same trail we left

but no..
things are not the same..
i'm lost
lost between this entangled leaves of forest
under the gazillions stars twinkling ahead
i choose other path..
with knee-high yellowish grasses touch me once a while
with suspicions between their eyes

it's in my reach of mind that you won't follow
well don't...
don't bother to call out my name..
cos i'm not coming either way..

I'll be fine..