I smile quite often this days
Mostly halfway
I know I am not unhappy now
And I can't remember what was it
But I am sure this isn't it

I took a short break for a while
I am still taking that break for a while
Such long time has passed me by
I no longer know
where I was suppose to go

Just do me a favour and let me live without reliazation of your existence
I will be fine knowing I am still me
Even without you
I am someone too
Even if nobody know of me
Let me live in search of myself

I understand sleep and unable to sleep
I am aware of your existence and you
yet unable to meet

Your sadness makes me feel something  familiar,
Your joy has always been
strange to me.

Voices in me sounds like echo of you
Your words in my tongue
Sigh in my gesture
How much of me is really left now ?

Both of their love was undeniably true.

One wanted to protect and nourish it
and saw how beautiful it makes the world...

Other wanted to pluck and cherish it
and saw how beautiful it makes the world....

One was a gardener and the other, a florist.