ManicWorld Magazine

You were the last dream of mine,
So, I couldn’t think of anything aside.
Did you visit me last night?
It was you, but not you
At the same time.

Sometimes you are there,
And sometimes you are not.
Sometimes you follow my way.
May I ask…
Will you come back to me or not?

You were there
When the day needed light,
But where are you now
When it’s all dark outside?

Couldn’t hear,
The silent song you left behind.
Even the stars seem to ask me
Why you left
Without saying a final goodbye.