Not too cold, not too warm, a bit chilly. Half moon again, how pleasant, Redmond, so quiet, so still.
Something beautiful, soft dim lights, small city view, some music, keep this mind in tact.
Growing up, learning to be myself, step by step, you are always here.
My failure, my success, my immaturity, my incorrect actions, my uncontrolled emotions, yet you are still here.
Watching me growing up, your laughter, your yelling, your anger, your lectures, were all worth it.
I’m heading out once more, you see, I will make of it.
This highway, so many broken lights, difficult to see my way home.
So far, yet so close, but I will get there.
And my greatest in life, is still you.