Crying wolf heart

Stubbornness, loneliness rises the Milky Way
after a torrential rain in place?
For us, the memories remained to the extent that the deep
coughs, piece out of the throat, before
I secretly casting a tear.
Of the Milky Way on the edge of tears a shirt.
Memories, they make a surprise attack
after many years. I thought 
I had recovered from the difference,
but the wolf can not play 
the role of sheep without wisdom.
Sheepskin on the vet weather,
the wolf's heart inside me, 
secretly tear down the drains.
The harsh everyday life of the return.