No one else will!
To the lit evenings and that deep conversation
When we gaze at stars, to heal our wounds,
to hear our silence, those long deep roads
and endless stories, fighting over the things
that make us happy.
I owe you a sorry for not being there
for the last time when you were looking for me,
for one last conversation you want to have, to tell the last story you never said.
I will meet you there up in the sky
we will walk hand in hand with the cheerful smiles,
will share the decades that we have missed.
I will meet you there where no one else will.