02 March 2016


Lonely walk by the sea,
I was listening the wind
He was blowing my hair
Telling me smile for me.
But I didn’t smile
My heart was heavy
The memories were coming
Like thousand bullets.
They were getting in my heart
Killing every feeling
Except the loneliness….
she was there
telling me see here maybe
are his footsteps!   

To C.

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