Its raining outside,
but it feels warm inside,
sitting in the corner of stairs
I’m wearing the red sweater,
I always love to wear,
though little torn by edges and shrinking sides,
never had it stopped hugging me tight,
as tiny drops from the sky,
bring the memories good and shy,
splashing ******* my mind,
stretching my lips a little,
and glittering light into my eyes,
and I remember her.

With every sip of the tea,
moisten the lips with fresh memories,
as its aroma charm my senses,
pure, simple, graceful and a delight,
and I remember her.

Listening to the music,
rejuvenate my soul,
with strings of innocent feelings,
embracing me over again and all,
soon I forgot the track I was listening,
shadowed by bliss and solace overflown,
and I remember her.

Now the sky is clear,
and the sun is left behind,
the little stars that’s came out again,
sparkling softly, touching every life.
I stand up and close my eyes,
try to breathe every bit of my life
I see your face and your eyes so bright,
yearning that this moment never pass by,
and I remember her....