everyday I see you,
through a blind by my window,
once, never ever see your face,
neither knowing who you are,
we had talked,
we had shared many stories,
through a blind,
you are just a silhouette,
then,
one day, you are no more,
I keep watch to see if you're back,
for my quest to search you,
I don't have the clue of you,
your name, your appearance,
had always been anonymous,
your appearance through silhouette,
don't bring much detail for a search,
we had always 'you' and 'I',
in our daily talks,
never make a step to know one another,
though I care for you,
and may have once fall for you,
in memory, you are just a silhouette,
a silhouette whose identity is unknown,
but even if that so,
you are a silhouette that I had fall in love with,
even you're not here,
or maybe you're here,
I cannot identify,
just to let it out,
I cared for you,
I long for you,
you are just a silhouette,
that may never come back again.