I wear this uniform with pride, But I left my heart where you reside. Each bullet’s echo whispers your name, In war and peace, love feels the same. If I could hold you, just once more— I’d fight no battles, I’d need no war.
You moved on like it meant nothing new, But I still smile when I think of you. You forgot the love, the days, the song— But I’ve been yours… all along.
You held my hand, taught me to stand, With silent love, a guiding hand. Now I look up, and call your name — But stars just shine… they’re not the same.