blue hopes

everything I ever had

they were just hollow hopes

made on its way to you

every time we talked

this topic was forsaken, poured out

unable to connect with you

so, I honestly give everything up

I don’t want to have high hopes

when all the magic of the first month is long gone

and for the next two years

there wasn’t even one clear representation of any of this

even friendship died along the way

lying in despair in a double bed

I’ve never felt it to the core

as you were always away, astray, feeding your own egotistic nature

I know I was cold

and the reason for this

it was always self-evident

in the spectre of your wide arms

you showed what you’re capable of

on the high seas running high

in high dudgeon keeping the wolf from the door

if it had any value to you

it had none to me