Dusk and Night in your City

Warm evening that afternoon. Like when you first greeted me. A simple sentence, and I was suddenly stunned. You know, I've been waiting for him for years. Before I offered you that sweet smile. Before me you made helpless by that beautiful voice. Before I give you no choice but to fall in love with you. Twilight passes. The star greeted shyly. You are still with me. That night. The night is not so cold and sad, night in your city. The clock in my hand keeps ticking. Before I could enjoy you singing. Twenty-three forty-three minutes. Some thing that I don't want to forgive. What can I do besides reading anything in your eyes, written and waiting to be written. If you have time, if possible, I want to repeat it one more time, and again.