You are still a whisper on my pillow

A secret yet to be discovered

The salvation for the lost

I can see you in the rain

And call you with flowers

I leave hidden messages on clouds

That I know you’ll read

Nights go slower

Now that you’re gone

And I’m further from the sun

Than any soul should ever be

Feeling you with the words of memory

I skip time every now and then

Just to have hot cocoa with you

Or to be in the sofa with you.