Prose

Amin Rastar, 29 december 2013

The End of My Story..

At the end of my story
We would not live happily ever after..
At the end of my story
I picture you
Going with another guy
Hand in hand
Arm in arm..
And I picture myself
Lonely and sad
Half-naked, on the beach,
And look
Wind is coming,
Hooh, it's cold!
Look at the sky,
It seems as if (... więcej)