DROP
She ran away.
drip-drop
And she ran and ran and ran and ran.
She knew that it was raining over oceans, that she was running on the water and that the road was a very long way from home.
but she ran and ran and ran and ran.
Home was now a long forgotten memory.
She just remembers the running. She remembers the pain and the fright.
drip-drop
There was coffee against your lips that night, you thought it was strange. You thought that the moon asked for a stronger taste than the bitter one. And you wake up very slowly, waiting for the kiss to go away. You wait and you still hear the steps getting further away from you.
You start panicking because now you’re all alone in a big house with no one else than you and the dogs sweeping the ground and the whales swimming across the walls. They were as quiet as you were.
drip-drop
There was whiskey dripping from your lips that morning, you thought it was strange. You thought the sun asked for something sweeter. You wake up very slowly, eyelids still droopy.
And they’re here, with their big blue eyes, staring at you lovingly. The tears at the corner of their eyes were falling so slowly, it never became the ocean you dream to float on.
drip-drop
It became a dry desert in which you keep running and running and running and running.
drip
She keeps running away until she won’t anymore.
drop.
