Standing by the seaside
I think about you
staring in the distance
All empty and blue
Tides come gushing
just like your memories
and sweep the sand
beneath my feet
leaving me in misery
So I run, I run away,
faster than my heart
could beat, but I still find
your memories
clinging to me
like the dry sand
on my wet feet.
I try to find you in the moon
whilst gazing at the stars
not somewhere
unknown in the far
I wish you were here
And as the night breeze blows
I find myself asleep
On the bed,midnight
I am left with nothing
Maybe you were right-vaibhv