Missing you.

When you miss somenoe...

It is late,this night will soon be gone.

It is late and I miss you more than ever.

It is late and I wait for your memory

to come and visit me with stories,

with our laughter and also our tears.

It is late but you are always welcome

in any form you choose to join me.

The map of my life still has a bay

where you and I could meet again

to be born anew to each other.