So you didn't give a second change

I miss arguing with you

Until  now 17 November

I respect 

Everything start with a dream

and finish with a stupid talk

You can block me at the medias

But not the real life

You don't have the power to erase me

sometimes I miss you

Than I look at your photos

and just smile too

That's what make me walk again

something to believe
You inside all my dreams to