Thursday, August 15, 2024

MAYBE

In the foam of countless waves

I searched for the purity of love

loving is a color

or maybe I searched for love in a color

I get happy as I look into the distance

It is a strange feeling to feel the distance close

people miss the distances they have never been to

I would like to dedicate my hopes to the sky, maybe

If this chagrin did not weigh heavy

I want to remind you of your beauty as I approach the obscurity

despite everything

I am saying goodbye, maybe 

but you in every bud

remember me.

As the journey of clouds fills my eyes, While the breeze reminds me of my sorrow, As birds sing, The peace I try to contain, Have you come t...