On this gloomy October day,
Here I am, staring at a grave.
On the stone is an epitaph
And a carving of your name.
And I recall how it used to be,
We’d spend days and nights together,
And say we’d be there for each other,
Now and forever.
Until that fateful day came
And you were taken away from me.
I didn’t understand why you didn’t stay,
And you decided to join the military.
I stayed home, cried and mourned,
Waiting so long for your return,
Hoping that you would survive,
But you didn’t come home alive.
Standing here, I feel a soft breeze
As it caresses my teary cheeks,
And I have this strange feeling
That the breeze was you.