This moment will disappear and another one will come. And one day, i will sit down and i will try to count them.Full of surprise i will ask myself "Have I really lived so many moments?" I know that they are nevertheless countless and diurnal.But now that you came, every second is different, so different that when it's gone,vacancy fills the place. It goes away, and the person who's yearning for moments like this stays there, praying to live them once more.Just for a thousandth,LASTTIME.
