If i was to ask
How much time
You have now at hand
Would you have the answer?
Our past has been a simple past
With many meanings
With many tears,
Yet with much happiness
Beyond it all
What was important for me
Was not for you
I was a complete
Silly romanitic fool and you
You were just you
Dates to me meant a part of us
Two becoming one
For you, dates were just dates
Yesterday today
Today tomorrow and
Tomorrow just another day
Days came with the wind and
Blew away with no trouble at all
I really never understood the whys
But would it made any difference
You always made excuses and
Never the right one
Perhaps you had to find yourself
At the edge of death
To see the importance of life
To see dates as a dairy and
Words as the bible
Holy and sacred
In every possible gist
Embracing two souls
forever and ever into one.