I've never felt this empty before
Even on tranquil days I held your hand
For so long, I want to protect you
And your fading smile
Your soft whispers crying that
Nobody knows who I really am
The flower field we had loved so much
Died during the fall and never woke
Like the love that had withered away
Your hands always resist me
This pain is nothing compared to what
I have given up. As we walked on the
Path among flowers, I will never
Forget those spoken words, that
Some memories aren't meant to leave
Traces, as you turned your back to me
During spring I returned, and saw
The fields in all there beauty
You were there with another
Will I end up loosing you someday?
Where have you gone?