Dear Old Friend
Will it be enough
If I tell you
That I think of you
When I look at the stars
Hoping to have you
Beside me
Like old times
When we slept under them
Counting our blessings
Wrote our promises
On the moon
And now I miss you
To the moon
And back...

I look for you
in everyone.

The grass is damp with
The morning dew, like her hair
After a shampoo