There are whispers of “I love you”
that give people warmth
in cold silent nights,
when the world seems to be asleep
but love doesn’t sleep.
It’s the same breathe that screams at hearts
when the memories replay
in cold silent nights.
Echoes will haunt,
tears won’t run out,
dreams will stay as dreams – unreal.
And when the day comes
you will finally understand
why break ups are called break ups.