you are still here

looking at our pictures
posing weirdly
in our language
talking Slightly so noone hears
what we talk about
all little songs we laugh about
in every cold night
you hold me so tight
in your puffed jacket
we both walk around
all round the town
all people talk about
is you and me.

staring at my window seat
where you first kissed me
all the dumb things
we did
and now I'm laughing over it
jokes that make us cry
I remember them when I feel sad
all people ask me about is you
all the dumb things we used do.
every blunder we made together
haunts me when I'm in my bed
with all the dark thoughts
of being selfless
harming my soul
by thinking of you
every star even the moon asks me about you.

- Lanuma Thamsuhang