sky will be blue

Sky will be blue. Next to me he will be sitting. A safe company, used to have him on my left. We talk, especially I talk nonsense, we dance on the tips of our feet, trying to understand what this dance is.

Sky will be blue, white fluffy clouds, an airplane that for us means more than just holiday. New lands, new everything. A dream in our eyes, a camera in the luggage, a smile and a lot of love for the people around us.

Sky will be blue.