In the corner of a heart,
on the edge of an eye,
at the end of a memory,
where beginnings say goodbye…
In the ache of a whisper,
in the smile of a tale,
something stayed behind us,
a love too shy and frail.
A hurting memory remains,
still calling me and you,
words we never dared to say,
though deep inside we knew.
Did you belong to me?
Did I belong to you?
Questions left unspoken,
floating in the blue…
Caught inside a forehead kiss,
a moment soft and slow,
a silent kind of loving
we never let to show.
Now the rhythm keeps on playing,
like waves upon the shore,
your memory keeps dancing
inside my heart once more
