eight beautiful nights

On a quiet night I sat on the side of the highway waiting for my friend Tuba. But for hours my friend didn't even come. I started to feel lonely and kept waiting until he came. The cold night made me feel cold so I couldn't wait any longer.

After some time, I started to realize that the person I was looking for never came. Suddenly, his brother called me, asking if your friend had arrived. I answered that he hadn't arrived yet. I started to worry when I called, my cell phone rang, what had happened to my friend? We had promised to have coffee together.

The friend I've been waiting for hasn't arrived yet, even though we promised since noon that there was something I wanted to tell you, but what can I do? Yesterday morning I just found out that he had a small accident that caused his cellphone to break during the incident that night, I was really sorry when I heard this happened to my good friend...