Lletres: All With An I. Long Story Short. This Summer.

Waiting, anticipating the words that fall from your mouth. The clock ticks, a new day, the sunrise in your eyes passes on. A new light in my eyes reappears and falls into tears. Separate these thoughts of mine, relationships last just give it time. Sometimes we want what we can't have. This summer is coming and I wish I could take it back. I took a look in your eyes to see the stars shine, but in time people change and everything that was yours goes away. I took a look in your eyes and I saw the stars shine