The trees swayed back and forth,
The wind brushed against her skin of porcelain.
Nothing could ever ruin that moment o so magical,
But then again,no moments last forever.
The sun shone brightly on the 28th of December
It illuminated her eyes making it so full of hope.
She dared to walk the path of hearts that were broken,
It never felt good,because,
once she was about to go towards the path,
Memories came flooding her.
She wept beautifully under the sun and with the wind.
Her tears were crystal,every tear shed counted
Because you saw how true the love was.
It fell on her rosy cheeks.
She took a step back,
Retrieved the path and the pain.
And,there she was never daring to fall in love again.