Hello, New Year, will you be kind?
I doubt it, I doubt you, and this is why:
Last year you were cruel, you ripped good from Earth
You watched tragedies happen without a bit of shame.
You couldn't be bothered to reverse your stroll, reverse time
And that doesn't change simply because you changed your name.
But my love for you remains
You are my constant
Someone made flowers bloom in my chest,
I wish the flowers were yellow,
I felt the silver touch
On my back
As I laid there
You held me tight,
Until I closed my eyes,
I watched the sky,
The last thing on my sight.
Everything went black,
And the last thing I felt
Was a kiss on the forehead.
— The End —