the school days run back again
it’s no more than just remembrance
of old good (bad) days
something was in there
maybe simpleness?

it was a bright day
when he screamed my name purposely incorrect
and you’ve done nothing
and later that you were defensive like no friend mean the same to you

it is rock playing in my headphones
and the first love letter I get on the Valentine’s day
at first makes me feel nothing, then I realize how much it worth
sorry I entirely refused it

and now it is raining
fresh cold air - a start
let’s already begin it in fine
and I’ll smile not to the past only
but for the future
and beautiful things I hope it will bring.

black, indie, and phrase image girl, car, and sunset image
With love, Elis.