I sometimes think I'm all alone.
And you believe you're on your own.
Standing on the edge of a cliff
Crumbling with uncertainty, shivering stiff.
But we're really not … even if we are.
You've always been my moon and I'm ever your star.
Different colors all disappear in black and white
And we all have seen rainbows in the night.
You used to walk away from all the noise and glitters
Until I wore your shoes and danced away our summers.
Bare feet we jumped over the fences from where we came.
Our laughter sounded different but our foot prints looked the same.
We thought we were listening to the tip toes of the rain on grass;
When we were really hearing each other's hearts beating so fast.
Then everything faded when the years called for our attention.
Smiles turned to wrinkles and then to scars of affection.
Suddenly, this distance between us has kept on growing, too.
And we seem to have forgotten moments when one was also two.
So, whenever you can't find me in a crowd without a clue
Go back to that space you have … where I am also you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem