i miss, where i can breathe freely,
not having anything on
and not having anything from
this dull and soulless world.
i miss, lens,
where i can see freely,
and be in love with the world
through the eyes of her.
i miss, the time where i can speak,
don’t have time to think
whether or not people like it,
or felt a remorse.
i miss, when i can feel,
the warm very thoughts of you,
rather than have to morose
in the fashion of yours.
i miss, when i know,
there is you,
in my life,
and in my side.
i miss, YOU.
