So many works unfinished, unconcerned...
I wonder if I ever finish them.
'Cos since I lost you, there are no more words
Which could express or rap out all my pain.
So many questions longing in my mind.
I wish you could just answer them for me.
You always did it right before I asked.
You are the one who knows all what I mean.
So many things undone and left behind.
If only we could go ahead with them...
There's no more aim for which we still should strive.
There are no dreams. They all have been condemned.
So many words we'll never say again.
But I want you to show me where we stand.
So many memories... They'll hardly ever fade...
I can't believe that this is our end.
(May 1, 2013)
Unfinished
© Copyright: Юлия Бачурина, 2013
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