Like a Passing Road

Like a passing road, you came and went,
leaving an everlasting wound in my heart.

I waited for you for so long,
but you never came.

Along the paths of this life,
so difficult and so distant,
I kept hoping that one day
I would meet you again.

But sadly, I was left all alone.

The years went by.
Our love and our tears
became only memories.

My dreams faded away,
like the last ray of a sunset.

The days passed,
yet I never forgot you, my beloved.

Holding our love and longing
deep within my heart,
I never forgot your warm kisses.

Along the paths of this life,
so difficult and so distant,
I kept hoping that one day
I would meet you again.

But sadly, I was left all alone.

The years went by.
Our love and our tears
became only memories.

My dreams faded away,
like the last ray of a sunset.

Whoever Tries to Love

Whoever tries to love
finds their heart in trouble.
Sometimes the story ends
before it was meant to.

Whoever chooses to follow
does not always find
the sign that points the way.

Life can lose its direction
within a vast and endless forest.
A thousand dangers awaken
when the winds of spring begin to blow.

Yet somehow, you keep believing
that one day you will reach your destination.

Whoever tries to love
finds their heart in trouble.
Sometimes the story ends
before it can continue.

Whoever searches for meaning
does not always discover
the hidden path ahead.

Life drifts off course
through unfamiliar woods.
A thousand storms may gather
when the gentle breeze returns.

Still, hope remains alive,
whispering that the journey is not over.

I was given the shadows,
while you were given the light.

I was given the struggle,
while you were given a new beginning.

I was given the questions,
while you were given the answers.

Yet even then, I continued forward.

Because whoever tries to love
finds their heart in trouble.

And though the road may break,
and though the story may falter,

the heart still believes
that somewhere beyond the forest,
the destination awaits.

 

The Winter of Our Love

Winter came… and with it, the memories.
Snow fell, covering everything in white—just like the night I met you.

I remember the winter of our love.
The first snowflake… like a falling tear.
Your scent. Your lips. Your sweet kiss.

Where are you now?
No word. No trace. Just silence.

The world feels different without you…
colder, quieter, incomplete.

And still—
through every falling snow—
I remember everything.