tridentaquos

Still waiting on someone.
This watt maybe my last hope.
To bind again the red string that I cut before.
I still cry when I go to the place where we do always go.
I still remember the pain when I  think that I already loose you.
I still remember the feeling when you care and look for me. 
I still remember your cheeks, your eyes,  your face the way you smile when I wake up in the morning.
If I had a chance to meet you again, I'll do everything just to be with you again.



-TRIDENT