Not a day, nor a night
go by without sight.
Not the sun, nor the moon
know the pain deep inside.

You came home one night
and torn everything apart.
The sofa and the lamp
my mind and my heart.

My soul craves for yours,
only weeps for your eyes.
There's a space, in my hands
for your hair and your sigh.

On my chest lies an emptiness
so vast, so immense
I feel and suffer severe ache
taking my breath away.

What is wrong, what is right!
But to feel and smile
is the only truth and reality
you're denying to self.

Ain't easy, I imagine,
Ain't easy, I assure you.
Your heart craves for mine,
mine only flows through you.

Come on! Repent it,
regret it, come back.
We'll grow up stronger
with this and with that.

Let us grow stronger, here and now.

Let us cross our physical hands as a extension of our very self; our hearts as extension of our very souls and our eyes upon this ever changing reality that is us.

Time will pass by, and so oblivion will come upon us triggered by distance but we only possess one chance. One and only: do come back.