lonelinees sent a dark wind that doens't leave...remembering the excitement of love...the sky is red...the warmth is strong...an image of you appears in my heart...we live together in the city's maze...mentioning your name, my heart still jumps...and yet we dont meet again...there only remain the touch...and yet we no dare to touch emotionaly...maybe we really was too young...for our cluelessness, we wander in our separate skies...we let each other choose what to say...but this longing still turns...a hand that i cant hold...from now on, an anonymous friend...but my attachment is still persistent...but you have nothing to do with the tears that i swallow...a hand that i cant hold, but is more closer than family...there should be every "what if"...but there are no 'what if'...only the warmth that was lost...the dear affection...
Thursday, February 4, 2010
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