Raining...

My Sunday is Gloomy…

My hours are slumber less, dearest, the shadows I live with are numberless…

Little white flowers will never awaken you. Not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you…God have no thought of ever returning you to me...

Often in my dreams, I have breakfast with you. I sit beside you on your sofa. I walk with you in your beautiful garden. I embrace you daily in my thoughts a thousand times.

With shadows I spend it all, my heart and I have decided to end it all…Soon there'll be flowers and prayers that are sad I know, let them not weep, Let them know that I'm glad to go…

Death is no dream, for in death I'm caressing you, with the last breath of my soul I'll be blessing you…

Dreaming, I was only dreaming.... I wake up today... and I find you asleep in the deep of my heart.

Dear Darling I hope that my dream never haunted you... as my heart is telling you how much I wanted you...