Once I was just like a small kid wondering here and there,
Running after birds, trying to eat the snow,
Thinking cotton candy had came from the clouds,
But then as the time passed, things changed,
No little princess of the world anymore,
Not a mum’s Barbie in each moment of the day,
Somehow things started to vanish,
Till I decided to be a rock or a wind,
Wanted to be that solid rock that cannot be moved easily,
Where each person gets to set and lye by, along their path,
For me, I never wanted them to leave, but the path goes on,
And countries change and future came along for them,
Where these passengers had a new chapter to start somewhere away from me,
Then I said wind is good to be like,
Always moving and change with seasons,
But somehow I got so many passengers where I couldn’t meet any,
Couldn’t build that strong relation I build when I was a solid rock,
But I became the silent breeze you wish to in a summer night,
Nice and light, comes once or twice against your face,
So for now, I got to pass rocks and stones and gathered along to build a solid ground,
A ground that can come to broken anytime out of my fear,
It’s not the matter of insecurity, nor the matter of weakness,
But rather, you my friend travelling away from where I can reach you,
No more 5 min raid to get to your home, no more hugs or long phone calls,
Somehow 2 years away from me is just too long,
For now I am standing in top a huge mountain,
A long one, I spent a long time climbing it,
Where I am afraid to fall down and not to be there anymore,
The more I wish to be closer to you the further I push you away from me…
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