I’d rather write a symphony

Two months and seven days since last, right? Seems like yesterday, in every aspect.

You who cares, knows about it all already, and you who don’t know, don’t really care. So i’ll spare you of whatever you’ve already heard, or havent.

I’m not sure I will resume my writing here, just to let you know.

Ever close your eyes.
Ever stop and listen.
Ever feel alive.
And you’ve nothing missing.
You don’t need a reason
Let the day go on and on.

Every summer sun,
Every winter evening.
Every spring to come
Every autumn leaving.
You don’t need a reason