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.