Drifting

When I open my eyes
from a deep slumber
it is your face
that I see.


Why is it that
When I close them
it is still you
in my memory?


The laughter we had
The tears that I shed
Leads me back to questions
that were left unanswered.


So from here tell me
 to where I should go
Will I sail to
or far away from you?