Since I was young I have always been fond of reading and writing. It is one the greatest sources of comfort for me.
Soon I'll be gone,
And my only regret is leaving you alone.
But don't cry and grieve for long
I vow to meet you in another form.
I'll come to you at midnight,
You as the dreamer, me as your dream.
I'll come to you in the summer,
You as the desert, me as the rain.
I'll come to you in the early morning,
You as the green leaves, me as the gentle breeze.
I'll come to you in lonely days,
As the teardrops rolling down your cheeks.
Ill come to you in happy times,
In the form of happy memories.
You as the wanderer, me as your guiding star.
You as the painter, me as the view.
You as the singer, me as the melody.
You as the shore, me as the waves.
Ill come to you to fulfill my vow.
© 2021 Joy