michael the very last

 

conversation you and me you 

told me your dream = 3 apples 

3 withered apples 1 wedding, 

my mother and me we are going 

o the wedding my mother don't 

come back to me yes, you were 

there in a black shirt you ate

 the 3 apples leaving me the 3 withered

 

it's been three years if you count the apples left withered, 

and you said you come back to my kitchen after the 3 apples and 

to be married with whom yes my mother has not returned,

 it eats you up, 

so eat yourself up, u left me 3 years of withered 

apples today it's been 3 years.....