We've both crossed the line
let go of each other's hand.
Parted ways on the other side,
only I looked back, but you were gone.

Another try wouldn't hurt
all we needed was each other's comfort.
But in the middle you built a tower,
only you knew I was never a climber.

I love you Cairo, but I have to say goodbye
I can no longer love someone, who I can't reach in the sky.
One day when we meet,
I'll be the Emi you loved, but now just a passerby.