i am tired
of my choices...

When I think of you
I see stars, a river, and a boat...

Our time together has come to an end.
The roads we walk diverge...

I am nobody
and might always be like such...

I write and write
to write what I wish to write...

I’m a bubble
bubbly, bubbly...

Time,
has always been keeping me on the clock...

And if by chance,
you thought I was that breeze...

It was in there, within a ripple,
while I was walking at the shore of my life...

Shatter me into pieces,
Like confetti thrown in parties...

Like images held in an hourglass,
each night I sleep in a capsule of time...

It seems the oceans where I swim
have opened up to me...