Linger

A letter, I wanted to send, but the feelings keep drifting further away in time as clear as the face on that morning.

I feel the heart in me break down once more with your harsh words, that bit right into my core, and told me what it really was like to live.

How could I be so blind after all this time to wanting to live life to the fullest because I am without you by my side?

What is it? And why is it so hard to see through the next dawn in the absence of you?

These tears trickle down my cheeks like a river flowing down a mountain, it never ends and innumerable.

Cryer, cryer, I chide myself because I won't let go of you.

Last spring is gone and winter's ended, now the flowers bloom once more but the fragrance is different this season.

There is something missing that nostalgia can't recover.

Just let yourself cry, it will be alright, even though we try to hold it in all the time.

There's a time to cry, and though it's been a long while I'm sure these tears will go away and with it I'll carry the lessons and memories engraved in me as if they were freshly made.

Don't be ashamed of carrying old flames, that is my comfort, because deep in my chest there will always be your brightened face.

If I peer through the window of my soul, you're still there and that has to be enough.

Yet, sometimes I still do not know exactly how to hold you inside.

If I forget, never fret because you were once precious in my eyes and through my life you've made your mark that will be with me for all time.

In me, you will always have a home even if we our eyes never meet again.

Even if it's never again.