Hearing your footsteps splash on the rainy ground,
hearing your deepest sigh, covering your wound..
I’m drenched in questions when I still feel your presence,
but I can’t see your face..
Like the touch of your fingers,
still lingering on my shoulder.
Soft and caring is your embrace..
I can’t count the many tears I cried when you disappeared from this place..
Now, the lights are no more shining since you disappeared,
the rain’s the only sound like your voice I always heard,
in my head.
It feels like you left your soul here, in the middle of the night,
like I am meant to know every secret you kept in your mind..
Maybe the lights of the pavement will shine a little when I think about you tonight..
4 AM, my head’s spinning,
I fall on the cold wooden floor..
Now my heart finds what it’s aching for:
Soft and caring is your embrace,
your hands so sweet like lace.
Your eyes, shining like the morning sun,
remembering every good moment, every fun.
When I close my eyes I remember every detail of you,
wandering in my mind..
I’m here again, at the same place..
Hoping someday I feel your presence again,
and I’ll see your face..