The lights went out.
And everything inside the house: the pictures, the cribs, the birthdays.
They all went out with them.
Dreams only live as long as the dreamer wants.
I forgot the color we wanted for the kitchen.
The color for the tiles, the color of your eyes.
Dreams don’t try to find us once we let them go.
(They are smarter than us)
So i listen to them.
Once they were gone i was gone.
All those lights were on and i was not using them,
So of course i turned them off.
Nothing (No one) deserves to be wasted.
So i was brave.
I turned you off.