It's hard to say the words I say.
It's hard to wake up other day.
It's hard to find the best lifeway.
It's hard to break the words I prayed.
I will remember ninth of May:
We spent together holiday.
There was a lovely sunny day.
You asked to stay. I simply stayed.
We spent together three weekends:
Six days of magic were our sense.
You showed to me so many things:
The laugh at night and morning kiss.
It's hard for me to say goodbye,
But I have promised not to lie:
My soul is cold. No sense to try
To fix it. Please don't cry.
It's not your fault. Don't think at night
That I betrayed you. Morning light
Will say to you that it's just life.
Sometimes it happens. It's alright.
I will remember three weekends,
But now our story, sorry, ends.
I hope, that you will understand.
And I'm not gone, I'm still your friend.
August 2015
The parting
© Copyright: Павел Каскенов, 2015
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