The love will always breathe in as the unbreakable chemistry

The chilled wind is caressing me now and then
Like it would have the power to heal me again.
The windchime is jingling in a melodic rhyme,
I wish it would bring you back to our deserted home.
The mountains are still echoing our names,
Somewhere deep under the ashes, there are still some hot flames.
The waves are admiring our footprints on its shore,
I wish to see you whenever I open that closed door.
The scattered raindrops are rapping on my window,
And your broken voice is haunting my senses. What should I do?
The misty fog has blocked the valley from the evil eye,
But your memories are approaching me like a determined spy.
I am standing in the midst of letting go and holding on,
Even though I know that the dreams are already gone.
The flowers I left have dried up in your cemetery,
But the love will always breathe in as the unbreakable chemistry.