the secret

Echo,
The smell of the flowers fill the midnight air,
The due starts to form in my hair,
I remember every thing you told to my ear,
She can keep secrets, I thought that was clear?
And that feeling you left on my neck,
Even if I grace it, the pain is still there,
The water stains you left on my face,
That was the day we , not me we, fell from grace,
I did not think you would see me like this,
I’m strong and I fooled you threw the blis,
Good finish last, right?. ….