I find myself searching for something
That can comfort me
Some old memories
A scarf and piece of paper
Searching something that is dead inside
And debating whether it is good to let go or to hold on ,

I find myself searching for memories that I'm proud of and some that I regret.
I think of it everyday, I think about you everyday .

Somewhere deep down I know your happy but still  I deserve to miss you,
And to love you for all .

I miss you, your perfume haunts me in this empty room; though perhaps it's a cruel reminder, that I will see you soon.

Ah, were I to have just one wish, I fear that I might waste it on a kiss; and though lacking wealth, enjoy eternal bliss.

I miss you, truly it is so. So hurry up my love; and come home.

On days like these,
It isn't distance that
Keeps you away from me,
But time.
As I look at your life
Through images
And hear your voice
Through recordings,
I can't help but think
If you're real
In this world with me.
Three hours isn't that far ahead,
But slowly waiting for time
Is quickly making me miss you
Much more than I thought.

Eight years ago I met her,
A lean girl with long hair.
She was calm like an ocean asleep,
In her smile, we see the faith's leap.

I miss the days we were together,
I spent my nights in lonely sobs
Repeating that you're now long gone.
I still wake up, hoping for your calls,
I still wait for your knock behind the walls.
My heart shatters all doors towards you,
Thinking you'll turn around
Reluctant to knock.

I yearn for another chance,
Another night and another dance.
I regret the day I let you go,
My arms crave to hold you close.
I know you aren't to come around
But my heart keeps hope nevertheless.

you look at me
the last sunset of
my hometown
sweet and sad
but
full of
remembrance