Tu me manques….

Little do you know, my Love,

Little do you understand…

But now that we are miles apart

Tu me manques….

 

I’ve left my heart at your place

And I know,

That she is blissfully beating for you…

Fluttering like a butterfly lost in a maze of flowers,

Ecstatic….

Wild….

Fearless, of what is yet to come.

Happily losing herself within the depths of your eyes

From where there is no return.

 

Breaking through all the shackles that I try to impose

Tearing away the reigns that hold her back

She somehow finds her way

To whom she now belongs….

To the familiar streets, once crossed hand in hand.

To the dried petals of the roses, that still carry the fragrance of your love...

carefully hidden between the pages of my diary.

To the crimson sunsets and summer breeze, by the side of some far away lake.

To incessant laughters and some cups of cappuccino, left to oblivion...

And those evenings under the starlit sky, spent in utter carefreeness.

 

She is no longer mine, my beloved,

She no longer listens to my pleas

She leaves me, mercilessly, with an unfathomed emptiness

Filling my soul with a void that I had never known before.

She finds her cruel pleasure, in the tears that come down my cheeks

Longing to be caressed by your fingers…

Longing to feel your touch.

And I sigh, at my helplessness

.

.

.

Painfully sweet,

Hauntingly beautiful,

Gnawing at my existance, to keep me alive.

 

Little do you know, my Love,

Little do you understand…

But now that we are miles apart

Tu me manques….