with tears or smile,

or the moments gone by;

with that heart racing from your sight,

or my colorless empty eyes, 

how do i think of you?

with your moonlit gaze,

or the silence of your eyes;

with those words unsaid,

or the stories denied,

how do i think of you?

with journeys that promised of meet,

or the glimpses, by rain deceived;

with roses so red and lilies so white,

or fading faces and heavy goodbyes,

how do i think of you?