It was a hot summer day
But felt like a cold night in winter
I see your figure receding away
In the plain 'til you reached the horizon.

This is the vanishing point
The part where I'm supposed to say goodbye
It's not just that I can't but I won't
And perhaps you know the reason why.

My hands reach out to you
But my feet is stuck on the ground
I'll be right here til you come back
Whether the sun chooses to stay or the rain comes around.

The rain did come after all
And I'm still standing on the same ground
My feet, bare and wounded and sore
From struggling to walk towards the horizon.

I willed myself to stay
Standing on the ground filled with nails
Ironic that the unseen can cause so much pain
While it's easier to bear the physical one.

I am but a parched being
Who can't be quenched by rain
And I can walk right into the oasis
But I chose to bear the pain.

It was a scorching hot summer day,
Til the cold night in winter.
I knew it was time to walk away
When someone handed me a sweater.