One day all of us will be separated from each other
we will miss our conversation of everything and nothing of
The dreams we once had
Days will pass by months years until this contact becomes rare
One day our children will see our pictures and ask
'who are these people'?
and we will smile with invisible tears
Because a heart is touched with strong words and you will say
IT WAS THEM THAT I HAD THE BEST DAYS OF MY LIFE