The Journey
No, I’ll never be able to tell youHow it seems to be forgottenIn the middle of the journey Or whether people near and the dear onesAre actually capable of rememberingEverything of you in love and adoration With the distance of time and spaceWith the advent of our successAnd even failures in our regular life Like the fading Sun in the western skiesLike the newest dawn after the weary nightsWho cares about the lost words? Every sentence that has been toldOr written deep inside the relationsAre not perpetual nor even remains true With our steps forward every dayEvery day is new with a new faceEvery word may bring the differences Like the evolution of the human raceI and you or the others in the personal LifeEvolve around the journey which prevails July The 21th 2018