Like a raindrop
Sitting on the window case, I stare outside all day - people wearing no face, follow their own way. Crystal raindrops falling heavy on the dusty ground; on the window shield they’re rolling, to the gravity they’re bound. And just like every object flying comes back to the Earth, although I keep on crying, It’s you my heart will serve. I’ll never leave you and forget the salty tears, the boiling pain, because that day on which we met you ruthless stole my heart and brain.