Now I know . . .

I feel the horizon
Turn away
When he doesn’t
Find us together

I can’t see
the light-orange from
the twilight anymore
When these eyes
No longer meet
In the shade
Of your face

Longing and
A thousand of sadness
Scratch on
My deepest soul
When I stare
At the sky-night
Without moon and stars

Now I know
My loneliness
Is Accompanied by
The silence of universe

I look at
My footsteps
And
Now I know
I go without you . . .