You

The next time you see me on the streets,


You will see a speck of sunshine behind the smile on my face.


You will wave to me, and I will wave back, only to settle down together for a cup of mocha.


Then you will see some old cracks. some old scars from forgotten battles.


But you will also see, they are fully healed.


You can hear some old memories dragging themselves around in my head.


But you will no longer see sadness and weariness in my eyes.


And you will ask, "What changed you?"


With a smile, I will answer, "You".


- Lukas W. // New love on the street