I know MOST of You are not going to Understand, But this is my present for Viggo, from my heart to .. Who knows WHERE Today I
black pants and denim jacket, like
years,
seen as the day we met.
I keep your memory like a beautiful secret.
I carry with me in my thoughts,
my balm, my escape,
the good thing in
think not to worry.
lot has changed,
especially me, I do not look much
,
am old too fast.
It was not my choice, but I assume
.
I keep your memory like a beautiful secret, concealing
C sigh and cry inside.
miss this extreme emotion.
I miss being in the place where I want to
world.
miss
that dreams come true. Many dreams
dormant since that day has been.
So much has happened since then.
I remember much about it, remember it cariñoy
without nostalgia.
clothes look askance,
still in the closet,
from time to time I wear it.
not like back there,
is that I can not go back there, but I travel
time and see me there again,
and smell your way, and legs
tremble because they are nervous,
and looked and I do not think so,
not think I'm there,
in the same place as you are,
breathing the same air,
under the same lights, front
the same eyes.
I wish I'd been there!
now live far away, light years
then.
I've been in the forest of fear,
've tasted pain I felt the darkness
full,
and between
your memory has been a beacon in my way,
always brilliant, always there
,
so close to me.
And keep your memory is like a beautiful secret