because i asked myself.
whether it could possible come true.
at first i kept faith.
and prayed.

maybe i should have expected this in the first place.
that i'm already blessed to talk.
even only once.
that wide spectrum of emotions.
how could i say what i couldnt?

maybe it never turned out that way.
maybe it may never light up again.
maybe it'll just stop here.
maybe i should have known from the start.

but then again,
what wrong should i have said.
what lies could i have told.
i think you knew
but there was no confirmation.

i certainly hope for more.
something else to take root.
but then.
i still clung on.

but i'm losing sight.
i would still stay right by.
because it cant turn worse.
hopefully.
maybe right for me,
maybe right for the other.

but its up to you.
and you'll never read this.



& the clouds turn grey again.
for the stork takes its first flight.

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