Walking on the leafy path,
I look around for the chocolate tarts.
One those were her favorites, together we baked.
And those lovely expressions along with jittery laughters we faked.

As I peep into each bakery, sweet smells hit my nose.
The next one I chose, in my tracks I froze.
I saw my once beautiful rose, with my favourite cheesecake as she rose.
My heartbeat unstable, as I was fed with my love dose.

The chord in me striked.
I can't let her go, she is my pride.
I might loose her again was my fright.
With long steps I stride into her direction only to loose my foresight.