Have you packed all your things?
Look carefully at the years.
Wipe away those wet eyeliner smears
Now that we have seen the green light.

Have you checked your closet?
Leave what is tattered and old.
That gardening dress can still be sold
Now that we have seen the green light.

Have you forgotten anything else?
It is difficult to put those mementos in a box.
But pick them up: your comics, your playing blocks
Now that we have seen the green light.

Have you prepared yourself to leave?
It all disappears in an eye's blink.
But the future holds more than what you can think
Now that we have seen the green light.

The new settlers will hopefully make this house bright.
Unready you may be, there is no need to fight
For we have finally seen the greatest green light.

Entrenched for the longest time
The weeks and months and years flew.
Although the winters have gone
I will always be rooting for you.

Searched within that field
For a single speck to turn to.
Although we are already withering
I will always be rooting for you.

Ingrained for the longest time
The soil, with petals, is blanketed anew.
Although we are already drifting
I will always be rooting for you.

Swept clean from the storm
Into where I know is true;
Although I am at the edges
I will always be rooting for you.

I
wish I'd see
someone
in front of
the mirror

rain rain go away
cause the wifi needs to stay

i missed you:
like a child with his blanket
like an old song you listened in your childhood
on a random radio station

you missed me too:
except,
like coming late to the train station

you told me
"you cannot miss something you never had"

i ask you
"when I think of you, why do I feel sad?"

I held you gently when you were most fragile.
You solid cloud.
Borrowing your calcium shell from
The turtle who flew.
Sitting among the twigs and
Thorns you made your throne.

I held you gently when you were awakened.
You precocial chick.
Watching your pinions grow
Into deadly nibs.
Seeing you filled with
Self-defined joie de vivre.

I held you gently when you were set to be free.
You helium ball.
Soaring to your motherland where
You are meant to be.
Looking at all the faces and
These radiant faces reciprocate you.

I held you gently when you were shot.
You bloodied phoenix.
Burning peacefully with all the might
You could possibly muster.
Embracing your demise with
Nothing more than an expectant smile.

I held you gently when I was most fragile.
Yet I know your short life had been worthwhile.