My desire was opened up uselessly
And it said to you ‘come to me’
But I only saw you from a corner
Leaving here forever
The urgency of my voice remained
When you left1 it was lost
And you on your way out forgot to shut
The river of my longings
All that could've happened
Slipped away
Along with the hope
Of seeing you again
Seeing you again
I know, at times my desire to
Find you again triumphs
And I’m writing poems that celebrate
Our story
That’ll never happen
But it’s good to celebrate
All that could've happened
Slipped away
Along with the hope
Of seeing you again
Seeing you again
All that could've happened
Slipped away
Along with the hope
Of seeing you again
Seeing you again
To know if you
Were something that I made up...
Or if it could be true
Or if it could be true
All that could've happened
Slipped away
Along with the hope
Of seeing you again
Seeing you again
All that could've happened
Slipped away
Along with the hope
Of seeing you again
Seeing you again
1. lit. in your leaving/going