Blue sky,
With a tinted of red,
Slowly mixing together,
Until both disappear like a mirage,
As the darkness appears,
And im still standing there,
Waiting for you to come again,
As the leaves turns brown,
And blown away by the wind,
Like how you played with my hopes,
As you told me to wait a bit more,
And stayed awake like nights before,
To wait until you reached me,
To wait for you to get to me,
I was more likely to be deceived again,
As they told me that im nothing to you,
Just a book with no words,
A word with no meaning,
Then destiny play its part,
And make that book filled with language of love,
You to me,
Me to you,
And give the word thousands of meaning,
So that one day,
As the catalea blooms again,
And spring is back to life,
I’ll be standing right there,
Together with me in your arms.