A flower petal fell on my palm the other day
You're not with me but I can hear you say
That flowers lose a part of themselves as time passes
Fragile they are in different guises

One night, I watched the sky sparkle
The stars were so pretty, so perfectly nimble
That I recall you told that even what the sky holds would someday fall
That someday, you won't be there to answer my call

I was walking in a park under the city lights
This I do on mundane evenings and coffee nights
And though it blinded my eyes
It saved me from the pain of your...