You’re like time
Which changes art
In ruins.

Life will become stone,

They will not stay
Memory fragments
But urns and tombstones,
Unnamed deserts
At your passing.

But I’m sure you better,
Best of the lies ..

But if love is eternal
And eternally it shines
Even on human pain.

then
You will find time to think about me
To think about what happened
It caused me pain
Or it has caused pain in your heart

concentrating,
Not what I did

But why ..

This does not mean that I am innocent or has been right
What I did ..

But something has happened to cause me pain.

maybe someday,
Or maybe never ..

We will reasonably say

We are guilty.