He just gone,
Without waving goodbye,
In the middle of the cold night,
When I still need his hug as my blanket,
To keep me warm.

He just gone,
Unoticed,
When I wake up in the wee of morning,
Hoping to see the first glimpse of sunrise with him.

He just gone,
Without leaving a letter of farewell,
I couldnt find him,
I dont know where he is,
Where has he gone?
And all I can do is to wait for him,
Keep on waiting,
Every single moment,
Without fail,
I wait for him to come back.

But will he come back?
Will he?
Should I keep on waiting for him?
Should I sit in the garden of love,waiting for him during the Spring?
Should I sit in front of the fire of passion,waiting for him during the Winter?
Should I sit under the tree of lover,waiting for him while the golden sun shines during the Summer?
Or should I walk on the lonely pavement,waiting for him while the golden brown leaves fall during the Autumn?

He just gone,
Leaving nothing but just the unfinished love story.

~Ashley Ng