Zapomniani

Krzysiek

i heard your voice today

but we last spoke in may

i still miss you

now you're a ghost a sea

drifting peacefully

you'll never come back to me

I read your eulogy

Roksana

It's a good thing tears never show in the pouring rain

As if a good thing ever could make up for all the pain

There'll be no last chance to promise to never mess it up again