friends

ooh you leave tons of happiness and wish to come back, my dearest why when I am one step up in the train, I miss you that much that even forget what was not worth. None really, just good things have come in this land, so good that keep me saying that it is a dream that I wish I dream again, and often.
I wont be quiet anymore, not steady anymore, everytime my hearth wants to stop, I will remember you. but as they say, better leave now than when there is no choice.
you all are dream, my best, I keep asking myself what Am I doing?