Missing

For the first time I felt nostalgia I never thought it would happen I can't say I felt happiness After so much suffering I don't think I just missed her My mind goes through a whirlwind Between friendships, loves and memories like that Sometimes I miss her touch, I confess it's a frustration Among friendships and childhood there is so much that reassures me I remember the happiness of when I was a child This memory doesn't heal But soon I'm back to myself because everything has changed The change I can call time Dear time, the time that passes and never returns Sometimes because of the evil of time everything turns gray I wish I could have it all back