The first time
After the last time
Lonely festival merriment
Every new weekend alone
Every new celebration on your own
When everything means nothing
When nothing means everything
Isolated in the cold
Penance for all the things
Retribution for being
Never looking back
Lost in a current
Wondering aimlessly
The first step past yesterday
Allergic to the sun
Scared of the dark
One tentative step
Towards a smile
Aiming at the horizon
Knowing it to be the same
Saying hello but never good bye
Climbing those stairs to heaven
Yet not knowing what floor
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