Blond Or Black Hair
One day you came,
with your dreams,
with your long blond hair,
and we felt that it could work,
and we created our expectations,
but then you spoiled everything
with your drunk agressivity.
Another day you came again,
with your apologies,
with your short black hair,
and we felt that we could make amends,
and we recreated our expectations once more,
but then I spoiled everything
with my sober rationality.
I think it's my turn to go now.