Ten months and counting Days of nights still boozing All fingers as busy as never before
I don't miss my bronze days Cos I'm living in golden days Behind the blue screen
Codes of codes flying into the editor's textarea I'm glad as never before Cos my golden moments are now Behind the blue screen And my fingers never get distracted.
This poem was written when I made an inventory of my activities after 10 months of my last break up with my gf.