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I try to deny the feeling inside,

try to erase the thing

that in history was part of my life,

yet in the cold nights,

I still see your figure,

still you keep me warm,

I still tend to see you in my dreams,

wondering if I may wake up

holding your hand,

but as usual

I look to my sides,

simple the soft pillows comfort my mind,

I try to deny the mark you left,

not necessarily erase you,

simply adapt to the fact,

that you are now simply a friend,

that I can not kiss your lips,

nor fall asleep on your arms,

took many years to say I am ok,

as a hand shake me and you left,

always waiting for your call,

I change my mind

we are going to run through the plains,

and see the moon and stars at night,

yet only a vacant call,

so I cant lie

took me a while

to say good morning my best friend,

yet I still desired to call you my love,

I see you with other persons,

and my blood boils inside,

yet I hope that sweet smile

forever be in your face,

I dont care if I dont have you by my side,

as long as you are happy and enjoying life,

would be better

if I would have you

and called you my life,

yet life is in that form,

not always get what you want,

simply happy for the fact

I still carry you on my heart,

yet I cant deny the feeling inside,

my good friend,

hello,

I want to forget

yet I am happy I still can be in your life