Or maybe not. Yes is no. A yellow goodbye in a blue afternoon.
Enjoying sun on a green grass. Listening to birds music and looking at a dark sea.
And all the roads that lead to you were winding.
But I was still looking at you, our eyes never met.
And all the lights that light the way are blinding.
I'm blind and lost. Away from tiredness. Showing her I hate her.
Disinterests.
There are many things that I would like to say to you.
I saw the photographs. I'm swearing men and bread.
I'll walk away, won't feel the same.
I don't know how.
I'm swimming in gray.
I'll be left with the shame.
Nothing is as much blue as you are.
The one who saves me?
