Today is Wednesday, tomorrow's Thursday

Today is Wednesday, tomorrow's Thursday, New longings arise between us once more, Like two butterflies meeting in flight, In a mysterious dance, under a tearful sky. Wednesday, with scents of the approaching autumn, With thoughts tangled in webs of hope, And with timid steps, on memory lanes, We find ourselves in dreams, amidst lines and experiences. Tomorrow, when Thursday dawns, We'll be two strangers, or perhaps old friends, But our hearts will know, That between them exists a bridge, a bond for eternity. Every Wednesday, as the sun sets, I remember you, your pure smile, And every time Thursday's moon appears, I feel the longing grow, my heart breaks and ends. Between Wednesday and Thursday, in that fleeting moment, We find ourselves in a parallel world, where time stands still, Where words are unnecessary, and glances say it all, Where our hearts beat in unison, in a sublime symphony. Today is Wednesday, tomorrow's Thursday, New longings arise between us, like sun rays after the rain, But we know that, regardless of days and nights, We will always find each other, in dreams or in thoughts, both of us.