Nostalgia

My eyes are closing this "thing" nostalgic endless
In the darkness that remains, I'm lost
Thinking that your sweet smile
In their eyes with the brightness of the moon
Just do not know where I stop
With all this, but I hope you have a good ending,
Not happy, but good, for at least one of us.

And tomorrow, you still remember me?
Even after everything that happened?
After your promises weak
This "love" that she said she felt for me?