The city is talking about us.
You never talked about me.
Every night within the darkness,
When I get the smell of yours,
I know that you are somewhere.
My room has your smell all over.
The city has your smell all over.
Have your ever felt in this way?
Have your ever felt lonely while looking at sunrise.
We watched a sunrise together.
From my balcony.
When I walk through the roads of this city,
I see you walking with me.
But, you are walking with someone.
Our paths will never be same.
Our love will never be same.
Why can’t we meet there?
Where life has ended.
And only love is alive.