i recognized her immediately. that girl from high school.
the girl who broke my heart. to so many pieces.
i remember every little thing about her,
start with her looks and ends up with her smell and taste.
and her beautiful eyes. and so help me god, her smile and laughter.
if i only could take the time back, to look into her eyes and whisper.
whisper those three little words that means so much.
and be full of hope,
she will hear me.
hear me, and show some understanding.
i am not gonna beg for compassion, just...
warm. a touch.
smile.
one last hug before she is leaving.
forever.
it's been ten years now
since the last time I saw her.
and she is looking better then ever.
couse she's not mine'.
who am i kidding? this is the reality, except that the ten years are actualy four months.
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