Gust Of Wind

A gust of wind stays behind,
A leaf breaks from the branches.
The wild heart cries in pain.
No matter how hard it is,
It tries to love and love,
But the bleeding never stops.
Loneliness is what true lovers get,
Agony, tears are my companions now.
Without you, the flowers of my heart never blossom,
Without you, I don't feel myself,
Without you, everything around me seems a sham.