He left before
because he wanted
to find himself.
Maybe in
someone's soul,
maybe somewhere
he hasn't yet
gone,
or maybe he just wants
to know where he
belongs.
But he just regret
leaving those
star gazing nights,
sweet shining days,
with her,
for in that one glimpse
when he found her again,
somehow, he has also
found his self.
And now that she's
holding his hand,
he would love
to be lost
with her.
Anywhere,
with just only
him and her.
