miosusu321

At such a time, when the mockingbird sleeps, I for a second wanted to weep. At such a time, where night doesn't blind, I'm scared of what I may leave behind. At such a time, seeing closed and open doors, I ask myself "what was it all for?" At such a time, thinking of the sky, and how I don't want to say goodbye. At such a time, the moon in nude serenades on my solitude. At such a time, with dreams falling like stars, I say "come back to my love wherever you are." At such a time hope comes slow to me and I to it, but we find each other and there we sit. Hope wants to come stay, But the words "go away" emit from my soul; I know it's so co