Miss you
It's what I feel
When I say goodbye to you
I miss my childhood
From Christmases spent in the village
The smells I never felt again
Longing
It's what I feel
About
The departed
And sadness
For not saying goodbye
Rumor has it
There is no missing
Without the return
And it's the return that weighs
At the moment of longing
Missing it's a loneliness
Accompanied by an existing love
Whose beloved
Had already gone