Being together.

So lonely. 

My landmarks, 

flushed away,

swirling in my head.

Me, 

hearing the voices of many.

By the bend of lakes shores, 

by the bend of zigzags. 

My entourage, 

all over the place. 

Showing me their pretty side.

Always. 

Their pretty smile.

Many looks.

The cute ones. 

Me, feeling so lonely.

Full of doubts. 

Only a few. 

phosphorescent cobblestones,

showing me the path.

The glowing dots,

my blinking memories:

Some flashbacks, 

some snapshots.

The fireflies.

Fallen apart

and seeded on my way,

as luminescent rocs. 

I was dealing with uncertainty

mixed with laughs and bitter. 

Finding harmony,

a blazing air on my face. 

Now, 

heading,

right away!

Through crowds,

like shooting stars 

going back home.