If it were the touch of his hands upon my shoulders,
The guest was longing and serenity.
If it were the whisper of his voice into my ears,
It was the excitement of love that collided with my hopes.
All that was gone when he went away.
When the winds took him and the cool air evaded
If he was carried by the waters, with it hopes went dry.
When I am left alone, I miss it all.
The place in my heart that could never be so lonesome was ridiculed.
I miss all that we heard, that I disguise myself,
And try to do every feeling again we ever had.
I kiss but feel nothing, touch but feel disgusted.
However could I fill that space in my heart?
For nothing like your love have I seen again.
I fail to erase the memories, by making a new history
But it never occurs to me, I always think of you.
Moreover, the thought of it all, that I hurt but still survive,
The thought that I fail to forget, that keeps me in the past.
The moment that I accept it all, that I loved and lost,
Gives me courage to believe in love again.