Lost, I chased myself until beside me, you stayed like a home awaiting its family.
Symphony in the noise, my senses again seek your presence. Moonlight fair, gentle as snow, radiating the most innocent scent, I am lost without you, my best friend.
World might survive but not my life, if not lived with you until the end.
Immortality isn't just success or fame but my response, even after hundred years, to anyone calling your name.
Daily I yearn to create our story that will outlast us.
But I'll wait for signs from the universe.
My need is irrelevant because you belong only with your happiness.
To be continued.