I'm lookingt through the window
and all i see if just a rain spots on my glass.
they are going down so slowly...
like my steps of shyness when i see you...
the wind in my hair is like a soft touch from you...
just don't leave..stay for more 1 min....
once you said i will see you after 4 years again...
was it some kind of predictions...or just the way how you felt...
Billion minutes past and they brought moments that changed us so deeply...
is that the last time to be separated..or just the beging of my loneliness..