What you really mean to me.

I know very well that a day will come

when to stop me going there will be none

the journey which I will have to take then

will be all alone and without company.

Before setting for the place unknown,

I want you to know what you meant to me.

Nobody returns from the place ,we know

but still , that's where we all have to go.

Someday, if the bell rings to say my time's up

and my voyage to the shadows begin.

I will seek you with my dimming eyes

Just to tell you before I make my move;

how much you really meant to me.

I may not surely be a part of your life now

and my audieu may not change your day.

But later, when you spare a moment alone

as something suddenly reminds you of me.

Memories will cloud your thoughts for sure

and as grief wells up in those dark eyes

you'll realise what you really meant to me.

If the day comes and I have to leave

No reason for you to think I have gone .

It's just that I will be away from your sight

as I am now , missing you but still silent.

I will always be there around because

there's so much of what I wanted to tell you

but so little of it I could really say

all those unspoken words will float

in the breeze that blows from the distant sky.

Whispering in your ears in moaning sighs

to say how much you really meant to me.