I...

"I love you"
that´s what she said
before turning around
and fading away.

She didn´t want to leave,
but neither could she stay.
She didn´t belong,
she had to go home.

And now everything revolves
around just one central point.
Her silhouette, the trace of her being,
the reminder of the past experience.

Time had stopped
and you were being given
the chance to say,
what your heart was thinking
but your mouth refused to say.

And there she was,
turning her back,
all the memories were to stay
but the feelings were to die.

because time had stopped
had given you the chance to say,
what your heart was thinking
what your mouth refused to say.

"I love you"
but she had already walked away.


-MW-
2010