Abandoned little house erases old memory.
Nothing is the same anymore,
even the cypress in front of the house has lost it smell.
Everything has changed, and I am not knocking on your door...
I see a smile in the distance which reminds me of you..
I see your face when the sorrow wipes my tears away.
Late at night I think of your words and it still hurts..
Nothing is the same because you are gone,
but the cypress old is still there
holding the wonderful memory of you.
©kami
K