♪ Poetry ♪
Wait for someone.
Evening, gently abseil down.
The orange light bathed in a silent meadow.
I'm still standing at the same place here.
Same... like the day she left.
The wind blew gently.
Like someone calling a name
But when looking back
Well, there's only emptiness.
The sun is about to turn blue.
Like time slowly passes.
But my heart still stops here.
Where you're still waiting... someone's back. 🌅



















































































