I Often Said Blonds Were Not My Type

I often said blonds were not my type

Maybe somehow im attracted by dark

Tenebrous

But a girl with sunbeams in her hair

And oceans in her eyes

Made her way in my life

To my heart

She has the tenderness of a warm wave

A light laughter and a peaceful mind

And her hands are enveloped

By velvet gloves

She said "I don't miss you"

But in the details of her day

In the falling leaves and in the early night

She was looking for a sign

Which would make her stronger

But she received only the echo

Of her own prayers

Life continues without you

But the node got undone even more

When I understood

We couldn't be friends

I was hoping for some extra time

Some extra confidences and extra smiles

I was hoping for a new page

But you deleted the memories

And deleted me from your heart

And mine got a second down

When I understood

We couldn't be friends

I tasted the past for a moment

When I saw you last night

Everything came back in one second

I couldn't believe my eyes

I'm only waiting for peace

If you allow it to be

I just wrote a text

With my hand and a pen

A few lines about the weather

A simple copy paste

She replied with a letter

Saying all about my character

My soul and my desires

She analyses the shapes, the space, the speed

The hues of the ink

Is this 6th sense or science ?

Cause she saw all my mind

In a few hand written lines