They say its better to have loved and lost then never to have loved at all..

Being a true believer of this proverb, I let you inside my soul..

I still remember that winter night when the first time we made love in your rented house yard..

I wish you are still here with me, this stony bed would never feel so hard..

Whole night we kept the flame alive with fires of our body, simply uncontrolled..

All night we heated a love and after countless nights, its finally gone cold..

Those nights were beautiful, when my dreams were alive..

Today I wake up with no hopes in my eyes..

Finally I learn to say Good...