Missing My Bird Friends

I miss those troubled hours, when we used to run, flying from place to place, just because we felt like we were chasing our future that way.
I miss singing through the silence just to hear our voices answer us from unknown places, and I miss all those learning hours lying beside a cup of warm coffe or tea...

Bring my bird friends back... bring them back to those now empty places, where the grass is green, the walls are made from air, and the water keeps dripping on our bare skins and feathers, just to freshen us up...

Bring them back because I miss them, and missing is the worst...

I want to be with them, I want to live with them again ♥