I intend to live each day with its blessings,

Not letting the past get into my veins,

Or the dawn be shattered by the loss of your touch.

I intend to live right here and right now,

Surrounded by people of love,

Creating art from the soul,

Listening to the wind as it comes with the sounds of life.

I intend to live each day with its blessings,

But when the sky turns into a platform of memories, 

And your absence turns into presence,

I will miss you.

And even the clearest moon won't make me stay in the now,

As I will fall back into your arms somehow.