[Picaflor 7/4]

untitled ~for her~

We walked hand in hand
We laughed and cried over trivial things

We were innocent and bright in those days

If I could have just a wish come true now
I want to see you again

You decided that day
That you would walk all alone
On the endless road
Over that cloud to the sky

Leaving here so many things
I want to tell of and talk about

We walked without holding hands
We quarreled over trivial things and got stubborn

Even the stupid quarrels are my sweet memories now

Can you see me from your place ?
Are you watching over me ?

However many times the seasons may pass
Our days are fadeless