Was cloudy
I was sitting itn the park and tried to remember my mom.
It was so painfull.
And there's where i met him.
I was so confused that i didn't care if someone came and sit down to talk to me.
His eyes where black, and his hair was moving on the rhythm of the wind.
He was so handsome, but my mind refused to see him, because it was so busy trying to remember my mom.
He asked me if i don't bother if he sat next to me and with a very confused smile i said no.
He sat and watched me very deeply into my eyes.
He was starring at me so much, that it began to bother me.
The frustration of not being able to remember my mother. Made me more angry.
Unsuspective, with a rage that prompted he was me.
With a fun and very provocate smile he told me : you're beautifull when you get mad pole
I found it funny, but very painfull at the same time.
My mom used to say that when i got angry.
And accidently I began to cry.
The boy who stood beside me, hug me without asking what happens to me, told me that everything will be ok.
Approached me and in my ears he said: you're a beautifull girl, let me know you.
Even confusing, i did push him away from me and I said : nobody but nobody was going to hurt me ever again.
And i run away, far away from him and the world.
He persecuted me, but he didn't catch me up.
And i soon los sight.
