Without You...

Memories are just like fossils,

In the sediments of past,

And the dreams of future,

Look like a unreal thirst .

Yes I am choosing the right,

Choosing the best of best,

But in the meanwhile,

I always face a series of test .

The tests are of Many days many ways,

The days without you,

Yes there are many things to share,

But I always end up in a few .

A thing of strange although,

I can explain and tell,

But the sorrows of separation,

Is not easy at all to spell .

The separation of days,

The sufferings of years,

Just to sum up all these

I can only say......."tears"...

The tears are not from eyes

These are from heart,

While remembering our Fossil past,

And our endless chit chat .

Hope hope hope is here,

To meet you to see you soon,

I'm sure, there will be stars to welcome us,

And we will have also the brightest Moon .