it was ten years gone.
I was just a kid in love.
The idea of love was a playground.
Love was an idea, for a kid.
I knew ****.

Still.

Must have been pretty strong
to last to this day.

I sipped many beers on my way back home.
Kind of makes you feel sometimes
the road could just go on, in motion, without a safe net,
without the safety of a way back home.

As if yesterday never came
and tomorrow never went
to that radioactive place
where love is lost
where love is found.

the most beautiful of all
lives as if childhood was today -

and the sun would still rise in the morning
even in her death.

sometimes you will find that
love and hate can be found
in the same place

and that, sometimes, the hardest thing to do
is to love and carry on.

night gave us a chance
of another sunrise.

everything I see, I want, I love.
she does too, in some weird way
of existence.

smile and gazing,
we're two, but never forget the world.
we miss the sunlight if we keep the door shut.

now you have a day to live
and you can make that day
the best day of your life.

I'll be waiting for you on the other side of the night;
All my days are the best days of my life.

open your window and let autumn come in.
then, prepare a cup of coffee and let him
scatter your books all over the floor.

the endless run began at the age of 18.

he was sitting on the rooftop of his infancy
wondering if he was still the same -
he was.

once the sun rises, it will rise again -
only the wise know this.