Saving the memory of him

That flowers,
What you didn’t give me,
That words,
What you didn’t say.

That 7 days,
What’s like a magic,
What I don’t remember,
And dejavu reminds
Me about you.

You couldn’t be a ghost,
You could not be an illusion
Whom I could be for you?
A funny girl
Or mystery,
Or someone who is good?
Who cares really about you.

I don’t want to cry,
I don’t want to understand the reality.
If it hurts me.
I don’t want to break my heart,
I prefer the illusion,
My fantasy.

Where you can be a king,
Who loves his queen.
Where you are a prince,
Who loves his princess
And everything is going well.

Where is the end of the story?
Maybe, it is better to live in the process?
Achieving my financial results?
Maybe, it is better to get a lead position
Maybe, it is better to represent to all?
How it is good to make money...
Forgetting love,
Forgetting something humanistic
And getting the price.

Could you or I be happy
Without or with relationships?
The question is without an answer
The time and people
Whom we meet
Can build a new way
Of life and thinking
And I will have
And you will.
The life has a circle
Of actions
And thoughts.
Good people will be gifted
And bad will pay for all.