time doesn’t know how to stop
it keeps striving with you or without you
the summer and the fall will pass, the winter will arrive and as soon as the Christmas snow starts to fall down
scars of the heart, memories of the family … tears come down
years passing away, the fact sometimes is cruel as months without a letter from them, a year without connecting a phone call for whatever institutional reason, but my heart still connected
they are in another country, and I am in level five security — that looks too far, and, indeed, it is
I would like to have a visit, but for now that’s just a nice dream, I smile anyways knowing they love me as much as my love for them
you know, one year is done and another begun, another will pass and as well others will be done … but forever will be someone behind the phone, behind the wall, behind the heart and soul, even if I can’t hear the voice.