lost memories ...

One night he come to me, i wasnt waiting for him- he knows that i need him, he saw my tears, he could read my mind...

i was awoke, i wasnt afraid of him.

he sit down next to me, touched my hand, looked into my eyes, and he said: No, you are not ready yet. it is not your time. i will be back for you, dont worry, but not this time, not tonight... and his gone exaclly the same way  he came.

my pain gone...the next day in the morning, just old blood on my hands remind me about him.

i know he will be back for me, when i will be strong enought, and ready for that.

cant wait.