...Our Closure...

I have waited enough
until the day has started again,
until the rain has stopped
until the winter has arrived,
until everything has been washed by the time.


I have waited,
not much but enough,
waiting for a sign to arrive,
waiting for your lips 
to let your love free.


Yet, this distance has detached 
our roads, the paths that somehow 
we walked along the minute that it lasted,
my love, your test, our fate,
"you never belonged to me."


Indeed, there is not much to complain,
this was just a part of a chapter 
that ended up before it started,
as I said, there is not much to complain,
it was just our written fate.


The sun has broken in the timid fug 
that has pulled me to this moment,
the past has past,
the present has opened,
your destiny has gone,
this could be the moment.


"Closure has come"
since a few weeks or months,
since the begining; 
this was a journey that 
was meant to fall apart,
a failure that I thougth I controlled
a "faulty closure"
is what I got.