Friday, December 25, 2009

FEATHER

It is slipping, and I miss you
I wish I can see you when I close these eyes

You really are gone, aren't you?
Because I cannot ignore the emptiness at the seat you always rested upon

Although you are not here anymore
I can still feel your lingering touch

A heavy rain poured outside this lonely chamber
And I watched as the flowers that represent you bloom

I hold close to my heart the dress you wore under the night sky
And I watch my reflection in your mirror shedding his tears
But I can see your faint fingers trace my cheeks
I try to touch you but I feel nothing
And the gentle calmness shatters in a melancholic whimper

May you be there

In the nights I could not sleep

The heavy rain still pours down
But I can hear your melody among the fine droplets
So I head outside and spread my arms wide
For the rain can soothe the wound scarring my inner self
And the rain, although cold, still holds mercy
It lifts me from this painful trap and set me free

I am sure I will meet you again, in the far future

The memories of you are flashing before my eyes
And I thank you, for being there for me
For the last time, let me lull you to sleep
Do not worry about me, I will be fine alone

I know you are watching me somewhere
Please, I want to make you believe that I can achieve both our dreams
Then I will be able to face you
And close these eyes for eternity...

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