Someday, maybe my craziness for you would end
And be forget you along with your fading photographs
When will that day come?
I do not know.
Someday you may be free and so do I
And by chance our paths will meet again
When that day comes what will we do?
I do not know.
Someday, you might be back and woe me again in your arms
And the feeling is still there like way back then
Will I give in and let you go again?
I don not know.
For at this moment that I’m writing this poem
I don’t even know why I’m doing this.
I want to forget you
But when I look around I see you.