To that night you said I'm not like any of those you met before.
To that moment I believed you.
To that handshake we had, it felt more like disconnecting.
To that map we lost a long the way, and those words we didn't say.
To that night in the city where the lights didn't guide our souls to meet.
To your promises that you didn't keep.
I wasn't surprised. Did I tell you since when I stopped believing every word that comes out of your mouth?
Did I tell you how I stopped expecting anything from anyone?
To that paycheck you handled me to pay, I felt like I'm paying you goodbyes.
To that moment I fell asleep in your car, I was so scared of how irresponsible you are that I had my eyes half open to watch the road.
To that flower that was promised but never delivered.
To that goodbye you wanted to have.
And that night I walked away.
To that friend that made my day by celebrating with my favorite cake.
That cake you wanted to have with me.
To those nights I wondered how many do I have to lose in order to keep myself.
To those nights I thought about your empty words.
To that city where everything is happening.
And everyone is having the time of their lives.
To that flight I missed to go back home.
To those that helped me through that day.
To that stranger that took me out for a walk.
It's all I ever wanted, a walk and an ear. In a city where no one is clear.
To that city where everything is overrated, those skyscrapers that hold more secrets than souls.
To those souls that left a memory in my heart, just by passing by and smiling.
To that trip, that changed how I see myself.
To myself.. I'm so proud of you.
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