As I walking down the streets while I look up beyond the horizon and the breeze soothes my skin carefully, still a little bit tear laying down on my cheeks,
As the leaves falling down while the universe paralyzed my feelings and memories, still a little bit deed that I haven’t done,
As everything has changed while the world is being cruel and it is a terrible place to live, still I don’t want to die even thou I already dead inside,
As wheels are turning down and the cold air trickles down my spine, still we believe the lights even thou the lights can fade away,
As I counting the years and learning for each day, still a little bit the taste of
your lips remains on my broken soul, the moment we searched for is here;
“May your efforts be your own if you ever feel you can’t take it anymore.”
Adam Adley
