sexta-feira, 21 de março de 2008

20/3/2008

1 year ago,
you were alive,
1 year ago,
you were with me,
you spent Christmas,
Easter,
Holidays,
with me.
Oh,
how I miss those family dinners,
Those winter nights spent near the fire,
Those afternoons in the park,
All those moments we spent together,
seem so good,
but so distant and impossible,
now that you're gone.
I know that you are in a better place,
I know that you're in my heart,
but I'm not sure,
I don't know if you're really ok,
I don't know if I'm going to see you again,
But one thing I know is that I still suffer,
I still crie alone in my bed,
When I remember all the good memories,
all the good moments,
and the bad ones,
but deep inside you were great,
you were my idol,
and you still are,
I just regret not have told you that.

2 comentários:

Anónimo disse...

LINDO, nem á palavras! =')

Pedro Santana disse...

*.* you regret but i'm sure he knows and he's watching over you :D