All happened too fast

now the weekend is painting black

and our tears are falling cold

because you lost a part of heart.

I lost the oportunity,

I cry because i won't never meet him

I didn't know about you,

I write this because

I want to know about you.

Me and you holding our hearts

my hands cleaning your tears

you fly on my wind and visit the sky

because he will never die.

Rest in Peace. I wanted to meet you but sleep.

I love you.

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