It was raining, the day was warmly half bright,
All quiet, save sad birds singing to their plight;
Then, I met you. For the first time I tasted delight.
Thenceforth, the bond we formed went perfect.

Then, you left. I cried and got my heart shattered.
Days, weeks, months and years have passed.
I’d move on, the limbs look spent and retired;
To hold on, the heart was in war with mind!

To take on a night walk, mixed up together.
To swing on a garden lounger, lost in each other.
To throw stranded *****, back to their shelter.
Poor dreams, one by one thrown in the gutter.

I will outlive you. Sure. I felt so.
When? How? I can’t ask. I can’t know.