Suffering from loneliness,

the only escape route,

is the wind that,

carrys the scent of you,

and the sweet nature melody,

you always hum to me.

the route to my heart,

is blocked and,

my senses gradually went numb.

this is my way of escaping,

the world which,

you are not by my side anymore.

i cannot guess,

the place where you will be.

by closing my eyes,

i will be able to push away,

the vastness of this room,

and,

the undeniable coldness,

lingering in the room,

and the dreading question,

who will be by my side,

until tomorrow?

i'm sorry,

for not grasping you tightly.

i'm sorry,

for letting you go.

i'm sorry,

for not noticing you feelings.

i'm sorry,

for hurting you.

i'm sorry,

for leaving you.

These words,

i hope you will say it,

when you one day,

come back.