When the sun doesn’t go to sleep…

And when the sun doesn’t go to sleep at night
it’s just because it doesn’t want to miss the light
that emerge directly from your eyes and shine
every time I tell you that you are mine.
And when the stars are brightening in the day
it’s just because they want to hear me when I say
that there’s no summer in the northern hemisphere
when you keep migrating from here.
And Moon comes full just to make me remember
it was a tropical, canarian November
when I let you to leave permanently.
Since then my weather forecast always says “rainy”.

12.02.2012
Sopot, Bulgaria

author: ©Sabina Braycheva

That’s what I wish someone special has thought of me when I left him.
🙂