You can‘t stop change any more than you can stop the suns from setting🌅
𝓓𝓸𝓮𝓼𝓷'𝓽 𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝓶𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓘 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾; 𝓲𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓵𝓲𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝓮 𝓸𝓻 𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓶𝓮, 𝓘'𝓭 𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝔀𝓪𝓽𝓬𝓱 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓫𝓾𝓻𝓷 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮 𝓘'𝓶 𝓬𝓻𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰
nights colored by wine
so it’s always gonna be like this
a bit too much wine and the night changed
the one who happens to be on the same spot at the same time as you suddenly becomes more than just a stranger
one thing leads to another and you are ready to drink to the end of the shot.
but it’ll never last these little whims.
blame it all on everything and everyone but you
it’ll never last these little fancy whims.
As it goes, you get yourself a twenty-something who’ll question your place next to them when they reach 25
they’ll be lost, they’ll be frightened, they are set to look for that silver lightning that is so hard to get
so hard that it needs sacrifice.
you become the martyr and there your service is done.
down the road these nights colored by wine and the summer moon hanging above
will turn ugly as it’s been destined to turn ugly
it starts one way to end in exactly the other way.
all over again.
Summer nights with you are always a good time!