Broken heart

It was on November, one night. The moon was full and the sky was full of stars, they look like little shinning eyes that was watching me. It started to rain and i entered in a shop. In this shop there was something special: a lotus flower, an angel. She gave me a warm smile that came inside my heart and get out all the shadows.

Her hands touched me and i could hear a thunder in myself. What i always looking for, now it was here, for me.

I was hypnotised by her beauty, that darkest eyes, that hair... And then, she gave me her phone, and my life changed forever.

I tried to call her, but nobody answer. I went to the shop and a knife through my heart. The shop was in flames, and she was burning inside. Ashes.

I think that her soul will be in the streets, the ashes still here.
When i walk near that i feel his hand in the night, his eyes looking for me, and his voice in the wind.

JUAN ALMENA