THE SEASON OF MEMORIES

Today like any other day,
Walking absorbed through the station of memories...,
I watched, looking back
All the way down that path,
Full of magic dust
That exuded loneliness and true love.
Today like any other day,
Walking alone through the station of memories...,
I think we are all victims of time
And that there will not be a second chance.
I think that time awakens time
And today for the season of memories
The only one who got off was me and my thoughts.