Soft voice and kind eyes,
The sun hides behind a bruised sky
You might become my demise
Polar opposites, no future in sight
Yet in some things, we collide,
Two circles side by side,
Only slightly intertwined

Low tones spilling from the speakers,
The ambient lighting of the bar
Aren't we all seekers?
Of friendship and success
Of money and time,
Of what exists above,
Of love

I feel a sense of calm,
It's been quite a while
In this moment we take off our masks
We crave to be the same,
No exams, no assignments, no games to play
I hope this also made you feel less alone
In the chaos of a new beginning,
We found a temporary home

As we all sit here,
For maybe the last time,
I can't bring myself to cheer
It feels like the end of something dear
Instead I watch you blink,
Eyes heavy from exhaustion
A soft sigh, so slow
"Anyone wants another beer?"
"No, but thank you very much"
We're almost close enough to touch,
And I catch myself thinking
I hope we'll still talk,
Just as much

Written on the 21st of January 2025