Later in July, the summertime, I caved way down through troubles and lonesome, along every road, the only sign I saw was clear enough, I should stray away from sharp edges. I noticed things moved lightly, you are able to touch what appears not to be there, you can feel it, it cannot hurt you, but you can feel it, it brings light, life and happiness. Its beautiful for some time.

May you never forget, how I was here once in your life. i move lightly and not no single regret moves with me, i think i’ve learned the things that have kept me away from whats important. I’m still learning, still looking, always wondering, for everyone, everything, the changes in life and those that keep nothing and everything behind. How come when you fear it for a very long time, you feel numb to it? Not feeling the same fear but just about half of what is still there.

I strayed away for some time, i found myself defensive and locked inside. sometimes it feels like things turn away from me, not my way. So i move lightly from what is there. When i hurt it doesnt hurt as much anymore. I throw back a glass and say it is what it will always be, letting it go and riding with life as it comes.

You are to me that key I couldnt touch, I’d destroy if I did I wasnt able to make music, you’ve been my key and my chord to write out feelings, and waves of hope. In waves i could never drown in, only if I let it happen, and I really wish I dont, I really wish i will not. I just move lightly. Away from time, even if it catches up to me i’ll be happing to be there. Going forward, afraid, happy, and moving lightly.