Heaven

She wakes up,

drink a coffee

and take the bike

she s not late,although she never looks the time,

she doesn't care about things girls usually care ,her life is a symmetry with her hair, it doesn't take one way, take the way that deserve, no one push it to one side

the propre hair decide

Driving by the highway

she scapes to nowhere,

thats why she ll never be late

cause her destiny is not one place.

Is the first time she feels the pure air,

she shakes her head and open her arms

and without knowing,

she is touching the sky,

It took so many years to accept living like this, I thought she would never get to this part, it seems to difficult to live by her-self, no one speaks her, no one listen her,

she is alone in the middle of the crowd,

no one can see again her beautiful smile.

Little by little im forgetting her face

Im forgetting my hand holding her hand,

memories are my only treasure

that day by day fight to remember,

trying not to forget

the great times we pass together..

Alexander