lacuna of a persona

feels like, talk to you every day
simply to wish morning and a cheerful day

let the day not be good enough, keeping an effortless palm
just to make you learn what life is and still remain calm

after each lesson, which made you feel the summer of month may
it’s time to rephrase the life my love, whilst the deep breath at end of day

i lost you once, not to lose anymore
but it seems now, it's real tough to let you go...

what stops me from conveying so, even i don't know
the one who knows, is you alone...

at times i doubt, wandering here and there...
will my silence remain unheard forever?

by
p!q