Leave your season

met you I remember those days, like the spring are the same , I do not know whether to laugh or you that your energetic and lively , always gave me a warm feeling of spring , but only rub shoulders, as if that is after Best day of Autumn , to pieces [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but with memories to hold up the hope of tomorrow [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], using alcohol to numb the loss today . Suddenly words like sad , listening to sad music , continue to shut ourselves up and buried in a dark corner, like a fear of people to see your pain. But it is enough to solve a cold cruel my scars, every moonlit night , an Acacia , only under the brow , and the heart , the moonlight to ignore human affairs , they scattered into the clear morning light , I looked at the shadow of the moon , lonely street , mortal , but after the shadow , the stars, drift off to sleep until their own , but the dream to continue a day of sorrow but sometimes awakened to see the darkness around , I realized that the lost Has been lost, the only melting the night of sorrow with me.

far I always mean to the streets around us are familiar with , shops, bus stop ... .. because I did not dare to provoke the soul that fragile , but always fantasy when the chance to meet you passing Familiar with the shadows , but I do encounter can do? I can not imagine that down , I know those are just fantasy, talking nonsense it may, I have deceived myself a lot [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]!

missed , scars , tears, leaves , Autumn ... ... it all just look up to leave , when the meteor across the sky , I promise this pious wish.

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