That old stone bench or the bed of grass,

under the lamp light, I used to stand

the evenings we spend comes in my mind

nobody knew, even god, you, or me

those precious things will be locked in no time!

The convos, the stories made up or not,

I enjoyed sharing to you with no doubt.

You used to give me that smile even though,

You knew I was bluffing without any clue.

I wonder how fast this time has travelled,

I'll find your scent in our place as promised.

My mother and me; that place and eve

will live in my mind, forever rent free!