I don't miss you The spaceship is coming down from the sky. Seeping through the long curls, it hurls down flowing like a river plummeting its pathway. The moment when I decided to give up singing. The moment when I gave up my childhood. The moment when I needed you the most. The moment when I was afraid to stay. The moment when I was afraid to live. Just for the notion that you had power to turn my dreams. Into pots of clay. Into dusts of the road. Into the broken shatters of diamond. Into the stars twinkling in the night sky. So much. So less. It was. It is. There is a sunrise on the way. For the moments to come. For me to live and love. For the moments I missed you more than you think I did. For the singing birds. For the nature. For the world. For the whole universe. For everything. I don't miss you anymore. Spaceship believes in it and decides not to destroy the Earth. Goes back happily to somewhere far away never to be seen again, never to come back. #rejuvenation #pumpedupwriting #ladyinred #imaginationland #memorylane #cravingforpudding #darksentences #figures #silhouttes #writersofig #writersofinstagram (at Rancheda)