The letters you wrote turned old
all I have is your writing to adore
all I am left with are the messages that were sent
the old abandoned phone
all I see are the smiles that fade
the last minute when you turned pale
on my hand, in my mind
you left your shadow that remains
you left your words embedded so deep
and your teachings are what I still believe
how can I forget?
I have your promises to keep
the photographs I never met
now I see them with a regret
the pages that turned brown
as you turned white
and the time that flew so high
like black birds to the broken sky
your thoughts are so rebel
they escape from my eyes
help me recede away
of these confusing truths
as life has been so abstruse
since the day you left
it roars me at lonely nights
flashes me back to your times
help me recede away
from this empty day , from this empty day.