Things with half knowledge of, waiting to hear...
Words of affection, to create a path of return...

In an odyssey of virtue,
hearts dreams of true...

A wish that seems to never become truth,
taunting for you to wait your entire youth...

Two choices of love or lust,
wondering with which my heart will trust...

These last days, I will forever remember,
with who I gave my love since last years...

Single words with minds of own,
speak quietly throughout ones heart...