Looking at the clock

It was already the golden hour

Our favorite time during the day

Where we relax in our hugs and smiles

Laughing at movies with tears of joy

Spending time on hobbies with a cheer

Pillow fights and blanket ties

The nightly wind blowing shortly after

Everything seems quite the same

As I look at the room around me

Nothing changed, still the same house

That is sitting patiently, looking for your silhouette