baby

 

There used be two of you

But now its just one

White hair stick to me

But it belongs to only one

I call your name sometimes

Plainly out of habit

Then I remember the day

I remember as the most tragic

I bought myself some earrings

That have a face like yours

Sometimes i cry at night

Of all the times i was yours

I remember that day too well

When my mom told me not to cry

I don’t mention you anymore

 But i miss you and those tears have not gone