retrospective

I’d like to look into your eyes,

to see if I can see the same glow like mine

In a happy place of you and me,

Where I once stared and smiled.

I’d like to touch your hands,

to feel if it has the same warmth like mine

In a happy place of you and me,

Which I once held and smiled.

I’d like to search your heart,

to find out if it still has a space for me

In a happy place of you and me,

Where I once was and smiled.

Instead, I found myself looking at me

Eyes with a blank and lonely gaze,

Hands that are restless and cold,

With a big hole in my heart.

Searching for a happy place of you and me,

Hoping to find you again.