I guess i will never know what is is
as a result, the're many i can't please.
The burden to know you is deep
till i find you, i will not sleep.
Last summer I thought I almost had you
but it was an illusion gone like the due.
No don't forget last Winter
You ran past me like a sprinter.
Maybe the fall will be different
or really maybe no different.
Either ways i still dream of a time
and where i will catch you just in time.