~ When I cried... ~

When I was six years old, my best friend moved away
with her family, a long, long way from our town, and
I'll never forget how I felt when I saw their car drive away,
I run after the car, then I saw it dissappear out of my life,
I cried and cried, I was so sure it was the last time I saw her,
the world was so huge, endless for a little girl at my age.
But we did, I spent every Summer at their farm, lovely Summers
when I learned about the life on the country, I learned how to
milk cows, cleaning the stable, riding a horse, yes, a lot of things
whichs I thought I never could make, but I did!
And the world didn't seem so huge anymore!

Now this time seems to me like a fairy tale, a sweet and sad
story about the first trauma in my life, and still I have difficultes
to say goodbye, I am always afraid it's for ever.
But I do know the world isn't that big as it was when I was a child!