High Hopes
I'm completely confused in the whirlpool of my thoughts and memories of the past. I'm like a little ship, lost in the deep ocean. I struggle with the current and high waves, tone, choking with the salt water. It seems I will never reach the shore. It seems a little more and I will crash against the rocks. From this bad thoughts I was distracted by the boy opposite me. "You can't change what has already happened, so don't waste your time and don't torture your heart thinking about it," he says and puts on my head a wreath of flowers and grass, which he just made, "let it go.""I tried a lot of times, but I can't," I look up to meet his gray eyes."Just look around and stare at something beautiful to move on. Like the sky, or fire, or this lake.""Or you?" says my subconscious and I understand that he is my lifebuoy in this deep ocean.…
