Evey holiday

Holiday , I stay in the little House. It's not a glass and a window , I don't know outside the little house hapen. I sit inside that calmly I don't know that. What am I wait ? but , I am waitting for that person has loved. Thay come to me.Thay has forgotten already me , waitting that here.

the wait that is hopeless

I am waiting for someone today. But, I don't know the wait has to goal or nothing goal, I wait for a woman one person. I don't know. Where is she? , I stay here and wait the whispers of the wind that comes to me. The whisper said you must strong. I close my eyes and I miss her every time. I am working and I am living so she comes back. I hope the fortune minds her comes to meet me