How do I still know your birthday? Walking in halls ,,search" i say.
But when i look at you, the view dosen't feel like a warm summer morning where i am 5 again and a kitten i found in the Garage in my arm.
It wasn't a day like when my little brother was born.
Peace and pure happiness i felt, ready to protect the infividual with all it Costs.
No, i am lying.
I feel ashamed but
I
I
I
I still care about you.
But i don't want to.
My tears have maybe fled like seas, but know maybe just skin is shed.
I have dry skin, don't worry.