
Then you're sitting alone, your eyes are closed.
And I am opening the door.
But shh your eyes are still closed.
I am coming closer.
You smell my happiness.
I come closer to see your anxious eyelids.
You are still affraid of something.
Then I look down, I see your palms pressed together.
I stroke your soft hair and slightly touch the cheek.
You take a deep breath and then slightly exhale it.
Oh I feel your warmth.
I don't want you to get scared, I want you to be happy.
And I know what it takes.
The thought that it's the last time I'm seeing you makes my world go crazy.
And you. You're just sitting and waiting.
And I know where is not much time left.
Suddenly you surprise me. You open your eyes.
And there's no place to run.
Your eyes... They are stopping me.
They are beautiful ones, but I can't see the color. Too dark.
I try to find hope in your eyes. But no, no hope.
You're just sitting in the same pose as before.
I look again right into your sparkly eyes. No love.
I turn around and run.
I've just missed the rain.












