Your fingertips is still on my skin
all of the things I felt is like blurred dreams.
You beside me on my bed
right side will always haunt me.
The sound of your laugh is still here what is fading is the whispers in my ear.
You're long gone what remains are the traces of you.
Nothing here reminds me of you yet
I still find you
around the corners of my house or just in the way rain comes from the cloud.
You're not here yet all I see is you everywhere.
