You’ve left rains of dust on my cheeks
On my eyelids and eyes
Though it’s been enough weeks
And I vowed not to cry.
My right arm seems to tremble
Because of a weight that is no more
And I’m lonely, and humble
And silent like never before.
My hair shines in sparkles of joy
Of smiles and of laughter you left behind
While i stand like a broken toy
That remained without eyes, and is blind.
There’s too much of you, since too long, deep inside
And I can’t seem to wash you away, though I’ve tried.