The feeling with no name
He is the one that puts a smile on my face,
The one whose green eyes see right through me,
Beautiful are his eyes like the sea that catches the sun,
Through it I see bliss, kindness, honesty and fun.
But for a second I see something else,
And for that second I feel something else,
Like a thousand stones tied to my chest,
It’s a feeling that hasn’t a name.
He is the one who makes me happy,
Rubs my back and looks after me,
I run my hands through his curls,
And for a moment, all my troubles are far away.
But now he is oceans away from me,
I catch a whiff from the open window,
And it takes me back to the time,
I saw him first by chance in a car,
How I knew it was fate, what else could it be?
Both attracted but ever so shy,
It was Halloween, sandwiches, concerts and games,
Movies and cook-outs before anything,
It was when I knew he was a proper man.
Unlike the others I had met before,
He was the one I needed more,
Than anything else I had ever wanted,
Than anything else I had ever needed.
And now the trees outside,
They know our story,
They remember the walks we’ve taken,
They remember the laughs,
They’ve seen the passion,
And they also remember the tears.
They’ve watched while their leaves
Changed colors from green to yellow,
Naked, to being frosted with snow,
And now, with their pink cherry blossoms.
Still they are with us, with me when I’m sad
Thoughts of tomorrow, with no pleasant answers,
Leave me hoping, for that scent again,
So I can forget, for a moment,
That feeling with no name,
And instead have dreams
Of walks in the park,
How it started,
How it should end.
