It’s strange to think
Just the sound of your voice
Or the mention of your name
The colour of your shirt
And the way you say my name
Can put my world on hold,
It’ll never be the same
You ask why the sun rises every morning,
And why rain falls after a long day.
You ask why the leaves have to fall in autumn,
And the flowers bloom in spring.
I’ll tell you, it is to remind us of the passage of time.
Then one day I’ll ask,
That even so, even with the fragility and impermanence of life,
Why do human feelings,
Have to be so fleeting?
There’s a blue sea out there for you and me.
There are cold crashing waves and warm soothing shores,
Out there for you and me.
The cry of morning seagulls, and the howling of the bittersweet wind,
Comes the calm after the storm,
For you and me.
There will be many more seas and many more waves,
Many more moments just waiting and just hesitating,
So won’t you give me an excuse,
For you and me?
There is something about the human face.
Something about microexpressions and small cues,
Of sharp changes and subtle remarks.
There is something so gravitating,
How easily a face changes,
Slow curves and dips formed over time.
There is something that I cannot describe,
Where eyes follow and stare,
And remains captivating even after all this time.