I just miss

I really have nothing to say but god damn this memory. It is my first time to hate a memory I have even if it is a bad one I never hate it. But last summer it was not just a memory it is something that is graved in my brain and heart. I miss these happy faces I see every day with this nice smile even they don't know you or ever seen you or need anything from you just a smile this is there secret of life as if they will die if they didn't smile in the faces of others. I thought it is something in the water and it was true but not the water only it was in the air in everything. The water is clean the air is fresh green scenes more than the buildings. People don't care who you are from where you are they just treat you as a human and they have to respect you even if they hate you. I miss the lunch time finding people in the market place having a bite having a quick romantic talk with a lover or a normal talk with a friend and small boys and girls sitting in a big group on the stairs smoking there first cigarette in there life and laughing and singing and having fun with there virgin minds and souls they don't know nothing that is going out of there country they don't know the meaning of hate or dictatorship or being treated brutally and don't have the normal rights of being a human. I miss the nights where i used to sit in the window listening to real silents and the low sound of the music coming from the radio smoking and having a drink watching the rain that give this weather this cold chill that was nice a summer breeze. God damn it why can't I have this life or bring this life in here