Do you still walk to that tree,
And stand under its shade?
And do you walk through that aisle,
The one we walked through,
Those late winter afternoons.
Do you even remember?
The way we embraced each other.
I don't know what was more comforting and warm,
The warmth of your arms,
Or the sun kissing me.
Do you remember?
How I stopped midway, for some time.
Will you ever know why?
Just to stretch our time together, a little long
In a desire to trap the time in me.
How would I have known,
Time would trap me back.
Today, the sun is not comforting anymore.
What about I moon I love, you asked.
And the nights we have spent counting stars,
And staring at the moon.
And that song I would sing,
When I saw the dawn making its way,
Through the horizon.
No I don't dare to,
Look up to the moon now.