Sights of you vanished in memory;
feels of your touches perished in time.
The happiness upon seeing you
where was it going to be?
The chilly cold feeling of your fingers,
and your sarcastic looking face-
I loved everything about you but
hey, where are you now?
I'm standing right here outside this door-
this door- where I first met you.
You knew I loved you-
but you're no longer here to listen
to my rants, complains, and promises.
I can no longer tell you
the pain I've suffered, the happiness I've gained;
and what I lost and regretted most-