Looking Back

To manic mondays, sleepless thursdays and a forgotten saturday,
To 2 am realisations, hysteria attacks and words that went astray,
To laughter, fountains and the secret blue bubbles,
To procrastination, reports and the quest for mango-doubles,
To broken promises, faded friends and cold deception,
To endless love, hazy dreams and carefully crafted decisions
- I owe this year.

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