It´s just that I remember

Not coming back, but sometimes i miss turkey with rice in a chair on your house and hours of talking about anything and driving around school and the never-done bycicle ride to the unknown side of our university and making together our student needs and evenings and mornings...

Doesn´t matter, it was long, long time ago, when you were not you. It´s only a night sadness after the 70's show. Will finally end.

Good night