WHEN PASSING TIME

When time passes,
And all think of love,
As a vain memories,
In other times, in times past,
It is when we flood, fears,
We are alone in life,
And time overwhelms us.
The return of the sorrows of life,
And we feel that it rejects us,
Or magic of fate, when you left me,
When you left, the man,
Who I love you into unconsciousness,
To think that you were always,
And when the same thought,
They were eternal life.
When time passes,
I was left alone with his eyes,
Rota by time.


JUAN CARLOS VILLANUEVA