Taking slow breath and hoping only for
good,
I am asking myself to calm down.
The only thing I now would
Like to do is to have flown.
Unfortunately, there are so many things
to quit,
One of them is recalling what already
took place.
What I really need
Has gone away from my days.
Simply, I am feeling it's being faded,
So many lives are wasted.
Among all people I dated,
Onle few could have destination waited.