As the wind touches you with such warmth
The Sun appears before your eyes as it hid behind the clouds
The smell of Lily's surfaces your nose
The memories of the past and pain vanishes for that moment
And it's clear that maybe a future with a new start is possible.
Sep 25, 2020
Sep 25, 2020 at 1:46 PM UTC
As the wind touches you with such warmth
The Sun appears before your eyes as it hid behind the clouds
The smell of Lily's surfaces your nose
The memories of the past and pain vanishes for that moment
And it's clear that maybe a future with a new start is possible.
