You and Me

Living is not living without you

breathing is dying

experiencing is creating

a new life for me and you.

I was asked what would I bring to the end of the world

my only answer is the love

created by me and you.

I would stand on the edge

on the edge in the wind to live for you

Waiting arrival like bitter frostbite

In the night, I can hear you,

In the morning I crave you

like the winter sun

beneath the clouds.

Wake up! Wake up!

you are not here, only me

in a dark room. I cry

none hears me because of the walls,

soon though the pain dulls.

I will think, what do I bring?

You and me, it would be

but it cant, and never will.

You will never know the depth of me.