Will I ever move on?

When the wind blows.

The sound of your voice

rings a bell in my mind.

As if you are talking.

I always think about you.

When I shut my eyes

I see you dancing for me.

I miss the warmth of your hands.

When the sun sets, I search for you.

Hoping to see you sitting there. 

On the balcony,

at our usual spot.

I weep day and night. 

The agony is unbearable. 

Months and days have gone by.

My heart is broken. 

I was hoping that the pain would fade.

Hoping to forget.

Yet I still think about you. 

Will I ever move on?