Today I speak for myself, no longer for us
Never losing something hurt me so little
There’s not even the temptation
To write to get your attention
What’s on my skin now isn’t a tattoo
It’s a scar to remember you well
And though today I’m not a hundred percent happy
Tomorrow will be better than yesterday
I think
There’s only one life and it might be short
To be focused on something that doesn’t matter
Time can’t be bought with money
And time is what I want
To reclaim the lost years
I don’t know what got into me with you
If you, like a sailboat, go where the wind blows