This is how it happens sometimes
I hug myself in a hurry and move on
The things I wanted to say escape in tears and fall in love with their flaws
The roads to its promises are smoldering embers
The mountains are faithful to their lies
And the sea reminds me of what it once wrote to me and became a wave that drinks its foam
This is how it happens sometimes
Struck by emotional word
With No voice, no rose on its stem.
