There are times when I feel empty. Thou you were here but not close. I saw your left eye when you said you love me, and so does the mind tickles the sense of sickness. 

Can i pretend that i love you so, when the dark has rise from the morning shine. I cant feel the breeze of the open sea, I cant feel the touch of the silky sky. And that is how you chase my pure gift away. 

So Romeo, hold this heart tight don't you dare to break it since the colors have started to bloom, again. 

I put my glory days upon YOU.