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A forgotten name
Tattooed on the back  of my palm
Calls me
Calls me to come more closer ......

Stories
Symmetrically covered by the deep eyes
This affection
That's spreading from the throbbing lips
Calls me
Calls me to come even more closer ........

You, a script always so predictable
Left our home in the ruins
Without a parting sigh
Not even a backward glance
After the destruction of my  eternity
I Advance ...........

Take anything you want, leave anything you like
But go away  before I break down
Because my tears
I will never give you ......

Soaked letters we shared on a rainy evening
Now turned into dust and blurred the our story
The solitary postman
Now lost
Lost in our arguments
And disagreements
Tell me where do I find  the address now?
The post boxes aren't  in the city anymore
Searching through the alleys of my heart
All day and all night
Now I've been burnt
By this bitter sweet twilight .........

Between the two of us
You were always the faster one
My fugitive heart
Now run
Just run ............
On the slopes of the road
There are thorns
Misunderstandings and slight anguish
Cries out my wrongs
I always go back
In hopes of false proximity
To claim what was once mine
The crumbled heart suddenly
Calls out to the wasted time
To the wasted time ........

When I feel awful
It rains somewhere far
All of these sorrows
Reverberates in the air
Comes closer each time
And say,
" In the empty streets
There are melodies of familiar tracks
In this strange madness
You will be defeated "
It will be okay I think
Because from the corner of my eyes
I see you flying away
And away ........

Those wet letters that we shared
Now turned into dust
That solitary postman
Now lost
Tell me where do I find
The address now?
The post boxes aren't
In the city anymore
Searching through the alleys of my heart
Where I went frequently before
Searching through the alleys of my heart
All day , all night
Now I've been burnt
By this bitter sweet light .........

I have already lived this scene
And with this much sadness,
I tell you no,
Not with me
There have been so many late goodbyes
So many hidden depths
I can touch
That truthfully
Dedicating you  one more sentence

Is becoming

just

Too much ............

                      

THE END
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