What is a soul?
It's the immortal part I'd say.
It's why we can be so intense.
What is a person?
It's an individual I'd say.
What is a soulmate?
It's the person suited for another I'd say.
I feared my soullessness.
Well, half of it.
The other half, is you.
The day had come when lovers had to say goodbye
Bid a piece of smile and wave a little hand
She thought that their love was so real
Yet ended up being strangers to each
Weeks had passed and you are still there
In her little mind that is full of moments
Moments that you had shared together
Moment that you should have cherished together.
It's been a while since her heart was so alone
And now, she had learned something new
That no one could fix her broken soul
But only she could do it, if she only knew.