Clouds hiding the sun,
Pleasant atmosphere in the run.
The bright darkness that follows each house,
Time lapses sitting by the window, like the running mouse.
I observe outside and miss all my stars,
where is that shine? where is that spark?
These nights have started to prevail longer than I had thought,
how can words ever tell that I miss you a lot.
Missing doesn't require words to tell,
The way you see me tells me everything.
Though the distance between us is immeasurable,
Yet your breathe everyday makes me feel that day is near,
When your hands will be against mine
Staring your eyes inside mine.