What makes you?

Who is you spring?

The sun is here

But not that familiar place

Not that familiar smell

Neither the view

The profile that makes you smile

Makes you hopeful

Now what?

The sun shines out,

But you can’t see it

You wouldn’t dare leaving

Afraid that too much of anything

Would make you forget

The profile that makes you smile

Makes you happy

So many year have passed

Winters, too long

Springs, ever enough

Many have come and gone

But what stays, is that one

The profile that makes you smile

Makes you understand

You though it have been forgot by now

But every night

You lay and cry

Too scared to hear he says

That it is gone

The profile that makes you.