If we just knew
where is final door,
we would forgive and love
like never loved before.

If we just felt
where every thing will ends,
we wouldn't waste the time
that falls out of our hands.

If we just saw how short
the holy life could be
how short each day
and even shorter night,
how words could hurt,
how smile could have heal,
we could have cherish every moment of the life
and live, and love and even die.

...but we are all alone
in our final fight...

If we just new
we could have some thing done!

But now it's too late!
You're gone...
We're done...
There is nothing left.
Unspoken words and smile,
and this unfair fate.

3.04.2012