Crispiness of the morning is not the same,
birds don't chirp the way they did.
The photographs have faded,
the chuckles cannot be heard.
Guitar strings are broken,
the sour note is there with the bells on.
a tear replacing the glitter of my eyes,
taking as a gospel truth,
that you are gone forever.....
that tree and that bench,
is still there as it was,
that vehicle still moves on the road.
those memories can never fade,
those songs can never lose their color.
your voice still echoes in my ears,
not letting me believe,
that you are gone forever.....
Not talking to you seems easy,
losing a friend and a bond is not.
assembling the shattered pieces,
and scattering them again,
is what i did,
due to the fear of losing you.
Repenting is not an option,
guilt is no excuse.
Cherishing the memories is all i can do,
as your eyes always say to me,
that you are gone forever....
