What we think of when we lose,

When we lose somebody close.

If there was a chance to choose,

I would never be a cause.

 When we lose a part of soul,

 Some of us try to forget.

 Others feel the greatest fall

 And unhappy till the end.

When we love the one who’s gone,

Every day is just the same.

 While sleeping like newborn,

All you see is just her name.

When the happiness is over,

Living lonely is your fate.

Every day you are a rover,

While heart begins to bate...

And you want to see her smiling,

 And you want to feel her love,

You forgot her glance,so charming,

And the clear sky above...