Do you know what happens?
When you're gone?
Faded rainbows appears.
Bad weather barge in.
Conspiracy floated in.
But I'm not staying still anymore.
I'm moving through the current.
Away from you.
Away from making myself suffer and hurt.
Again.
Don't hold me back down.
I'm moving and you're moving.
Moving miles from me.
From me and my sufferings.
