Times go bye

I still love you.
I still like the way you dance and your smile
I still think you are clever and I still cry when I go home, alone.
But doesnt matter,
We have no time anymore.

My Newtown

Her Story

One day he will come.
She won't be thinking about it and he will come.
A book under his arms and lots of dreams.
He will teach her interesting things and small details of life
He will see on her things that no one saw and will feel complete with her
He will bring her flowers and romantic words
She will make him laugh and will feel herself in another galaxy when next to him
They will make plans together and he will admire her,
Even after she gets old and even after she cannot see that well one or other thing anymore.
Sometimes she gets worried, confused or hopeless.
But wait,
He will come.