Beto Vazquez Infinity

I only remember That you said good-bye
and your absence still hurts
It even feels
Fresh, humid, present...
The flavor, of your last kiss
Pure like a white rose.
With every drop of rain a memory
penetrates in my harmed soul
and already forgotten sadnesses are reborn
Every time....
Your absence
hurts me more
but even this way it hurts less than your good-bye ...
A never pronounced good-bye
and finally I am alone but with a bitter flavor...
In the middle of the cold
and the darkness
With a deep,pain in my soul
a soul that, crushes...