last summer
where it started to begin
someone entered an mysterious cloud
it was white
it was blue
it was green
It was brown
remarkable
such a good friend
sail through the oceans
in a world flying in the air
they were free
free as birds
felt so right
felt so nice
good times
swiftly
she thought something's wrong
and it's not right
too many questions
too many what-if s
no one could stop it
it's stronger and stronger over time
she decided to stop herself instead
she sailed to different direction
deep down inside her heart,
she wished she could go back
she know it'd never be the same
has she lost all of it for good?
