If we cross our paths 

at crossroads someday, 

can we pretend that we 

never knew each other? 

Forgetting those days, 

when we listened the music 

enjoying the sun 

and the breezy nights, 

we opened our hearts 

resting on the roof 

with the stars watching us, 

let us just pass by 

like those strangers 

on the street. 

The sun may hide behind 

the clouds to hide his tears, 

seeing us ignoring each other. 

The wind may stop blowing, 

to escape from your scent. 

But you just keep moving 

without turning back.