After many years died, days perished,
I see you again standing next to a facade crowd.
You still wear a smile that blooms withering flower,
Eyes that melt snows at the tip of a mountain.
A simple hi, bridge our words apart.
We talk with enthusiasm of a child,
Our conversation feels forever.
Back then love was unkind to us,
We crossed thousand paths of life and death.
Barely breathing, we escaped eyes of
Tempest as it blinks.
Coldness of our last embrace
Made us realize that we might be
Forever out of reach from
Each other’s arms.
I still play the video game
That you gave to me,
It’s a breeze to play compare
To the game of life we have been through.
I still play these sweet memories
Of our yesterday in the
Theatre of my mind.
We used to be one, a song.
I am the verse that gave
Meaning to our life,
You are the voice that
Gave colours to our dream.
But back then love was too unkind to us,
Vultures on the loose sang us.
My verses tampered to tell stories
On how leaves fell from its loving tree.
Your tone implanted with waves
That drowned us.
After many years died, days perished
I see you again standing next to facade crowd.
We have a new beginning in our life,
A breeze of fresh air traces us.
Maybe love will find
Its way again,
Back to us.
Maybe we will be one again,
Entwines by symphony,
A song.
