Mar 09, 2008 22:25
Haikus
The time, when your eyes
Did not mirror the coldness
Of my heart, is gone.
Time, pitiless foe,
Over youth, beauty and life,
In the end, will win.
Triumph of true love,
Fairy tale fate of lovers
Has been found fiction.
Mutual feelings,
While your heart was still hoping,
Have stopped short with mine.