We become ethereal
Who am I?
you’re merely a distant memory
dust in the wind
I used to be zephyr
now you left
And I‘ll never see you again
A gentle walk / an empty shell, that’s my chest
a fancy novel
all the words I can’t say
you just giggled
will that ever go away?
When we talk we don’t care, we let our bodies float
when we talk we don’t care
we become ethereal
