I'll seek her.
Like a thousand words unsaid,
She left me an impression unspoken, unheard but felt.
I know her souvenirs and relics are with me forever to last.
The shadows of those nights still live in my heart.
I have those memories,
Of the past long gone.
But solemn promises, I'll still have to make.
For the coming times, I'll seek her trail.
Wherever she is, my longings will follow her.
Wherever she maybe, my quests will pursue her.
Like those days, mysterious times are back again.
For the wonder, I am writing again.