I sailed in the silent waters of the noir movie type of sea,
and this thought occurred to me from the far distance behind,
why drive away in the night when you can go out with a bang,

say what you want,
but don’t call me your friend,

how to avoid drama when the scenery is meant for it?
different settings?
might work with you but not with me,
I’ve been modified by those who had no skill in it after all,

I almost left,
caught the train but exited on the next station,
the only thing that keeps me here is probably nostalgia about Venus,
because that was the biggest love of my life,
but I had to let go,
then I found someone two times better exploring downtown bars,
but I let go for safety reasons,

I’ll stay, but sometimes I really want to taste a different alignment of stars,
leave the neighborhood in the middle of the quietest night,
and go down to California with nothing by my side,
far away from everything,

but most importantly from you.