Wind

When that boy meets that girl,
It's the end of his world
And kicks off the morning
With a shrug and a twirl,
Because he's forgot!

It's tragic when the goal has been met
Because it was always
Way too hard to get
In the afternoon
With your wind and your smile and you see that you're not anymore.

The world existing
It makes no more sense
Neither do words that are written
Like this
And that's where it all stops...