15 minutes

Quarter to three in the morning,

While the streets are dark and empty,

I lay awake with a pen and paper beside me.

I go down through memory lane.

I see the two of us laughing ang joking.

The feeling was refreshing, so young.

It's as if time has gone so fast.

I don't know why we are falling apart.

How I wish we could just go back time.

I listen to your breathing while you sleep.

It is as calm as the night.

I wonder what you might be dreming of.

Do you miss the days,

When we would walk home together?

Side by side, holding hands?

Do you long for the times,

When we woul talk over the phone for hours?

Our laughters fill the air.

Do you ache for the moments,

When we would kiss and embrace

And feel the love we have for each other?

If we could only go back in time.

If we could only stay there forever.

Just the too of us.

It's four o'clock in the morning.

The city is waking and moving.

While I cry myself to sleep.