if I could forgive you...
I will climb the Oliver tree and watch the sky...
then tell the birds not to cry...
it's over between me and the stars...
they don't need to give u to me back...
I will throw my diaries...
I use to jot down my love upon...
I will go to the coffee shop...
not to wait for u bt to buy some time for me...
I will give the hoodie to the person shivering under the cold sky...
I will drive my car to the subway holding a bottle of wine...
shouting to the valley I will yeet the grief...
I will smile watching u from afar...
And then I will again vanish...
With the breezes coming from the sea which is beside my grave...