Her Memory

Her memories come...

But not she...

Her memory comes, a bittersweet pain,

My heart searches for her, dressed up in pain.

Eyes too wait for her...

But in vain...

Few breaths are left...

Only to go...

Her memories come...

But not she...

The lamp of life flickers,

Our love may not survive.

I’ll meet her in the afterlife,

Where love stays alive.

Dark nights stretch,

No morning light...

I’m waiting, but I may not survive...

Her memories come...

But not she...

I whisper her name to the wind,

Hoping it reaches where she’s been.

If dreams are the only door to see,

Then I’ll sleep forever

Till she comes to me.

Her memories come...

But not she...

Yet in my heart,

She’ll always be.