Through the years uncountable
Through the days lasting like eternity
Everything seems pale, unchangeable
Though I still see the flash of lost memory
Thin thread lasts from heart to heart
Entwining our souls through the past
Crimson red binds us tight
Until the very last
Moment we share together
Say something
I’m waiting still
Like a memory untouched
Say something
I’m hoping still
To hear your voice, to see you
Before it’s too late
Say something, share your thoughts
I’m writing and writing like drowning in the sea
Of ever lost memories and hopes
Share at least one dream with me
Linlin's Poetry 