The Rose Song

Trying to hold the coffee you poured
I'm not on the sofa
The whisper that we should go together
I got excited by that small tone
This heart without a place to lean on
Unable to withstand the monsoon
Always crying like this
I miss you

Under my knees, when you
Look at me with your brown hair
Flowing and soaking my whole body

Where will the songs for you
Flow to
Will they stay as a traveler for a day

The day I gave you roses and went to see you
You didn't come out