1000 miles
My life go on without you
And this for me feels strange...
Like little bit of deja vu
What past away in age..
I read, reread again your mails,
And watching all your pics..
It's only memory alive -
My dear, are you exist?
My feeling like in summer calm
But I have no sleep,
It's just long distance between us -
A 1000 miles of trip...
I’m not cold, I still feel warm
But less for every day..
Have no force for alarm
Which may can be for save..
Some part of me beginning die
And nothing I can do..
But I’ll don't want to say : "Goodbye"
Especially to you.
2014
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