fall fallen clouds

party ends. but it'll continue to continue for all day long.
and tomorrow,
and always.
big hat and small head - my soul and my body.
the first thing is so big just because of the seconds thing tiny.
the reason is rather simple - all my creature is trying to explain,
that perfect match is an impossible substance.
away from my bed
away from empty apartment
away from my life
one more time
as usual
and never come back.
hard to believe, how cruel, silly, ill and happy the man can be.