There ain't a day goes by
talking myself to the sky.
Thinking everything was unreal,
to wake up from this dream.

You were the silent storm
made my eyes not to roam.
Thinking nothing has changed
since the day we've talked.

We were the whispered pair
our moments were always rare.
Thinking something ever will
happen till the second I Live.

I never got the words to
speak when I looked at you.
Thinking things never happened
like it already has in my past.

Now, we're on different roads
Livin' out the Imperfect roles.
Now, I'm all alone as the fallen
leaves takes me back to you.

© Prakash JR