Aaromale. . .

Wish i'd known more... seems difficult to comprehend.

The pain, the moments, the magic of it....

A string so fragile, strengthened over time, broken as well.

Wish i'd been stronger...could answer your when, how, where and why?

I fail to adapt, to learn, to improve...

In your love, from your questions, from your expectations, from your caring.

But when the rain comes down and i see your face trembling...

I could just hold you till the end of everything.

People seem estranged, as i lie under this saddened sky...

Head full of words, full of thoughts. Nothing more than just words, just thoughts.

Wish i could just go back to the wilderness, to my summer of wither...

Or wish i could see the future, wish i could see you there.

I say a few words, they go unheard... and i sit in silence, moments gone...

I'm left there saddened, and i wait for my turn.

But when i see you there, smiling or fuming...i see you there caring, or scolding...

I can wait all my life in silence.Can wait till the end of everything.

I make the same mistakes, i voice the same nonsense...

I know it hurts you somewhere, and i end up picking the pieces of the mess i made.

But when i hear your voice saying you love me, i feel blessed, feel glad...

I could love you till i end, could love you till the end of everything.

P.S. "Aaromale" translates to O Beloved !