The time has gone

I saw almost every morning in your eyes;

I walked in the same step as you;

I drank your smiles;

I cried because your absence;

I played the games of adults;

I believed that you and I belong here.

One day, in the middle of the night

I woke up listening to the words telling me:

You don´t know anything about the world.

You don´t know how to play, little child. 

“Some dance to remember, some dance to forget.”