Differences

It’s going to be different this time.
The rain will still fall, but there will be new rain drops.
The sun will still shine, but its rays will touch your face differently
The night will come, but the sounds before it will be softer.
I will still love you, but my heart will beat faster.
The flowers will grow and some people will look at them and think
That they’ve seen them before…
No, they are different.

We look for what we want to see.
We dream of what we think we are allowed to dream of.
We love the way we were taught and get mad when it doesn’t fill us up.
We escape and become different.

Then, we start looking for what we want to see again.