Bye

You, the wrong
one watching me
giving away my
feelings, shutting up
your big mouth
cowardly,
standing on your wall.
Two years and a half
before than later two
years, I crushed
straight to your veins,
suddenly,
violently and then calmly,
I spoke out the end
of the playing in
your soul
pretended
innocence,
threw away
to the very
last evidence of
interest in your
old justifying.
I turned back around
my wings
will keep up
the momentum