today is the last day of doubt.

when i wake up tomorrow morning, i will not try to translate my own thoughts.
there will be silence. clarity.
this boy i know will have taken that flight to Brazil or somewhere even farther.

when i wake up tomorrow morning, the coin i always throw will lose its values.
the people at the back will speak no more.
the guy who's right behind me making shadows with his hands
will quietly dissolve into the passing night.

when i wake up tomorrow morning, you will have started to build me as a memory.
day after day, i will lose my meaning.
hopefully, my hearing too.
the curiosity will rush into my head and paint my vision with the ardent colors of wonder.
i will conjure up the pictures of your new life and translate them into language.

it's been so long.