Around your room

every night my heart asks me about you..
and am not abled to answer..
what to say !!
you became a dry memory form the past ?!
that harsh past ,.
still throwing deadly arrows towards my heart..
and i still wants to go to your place..
around your room
I dont know why ,. maybe to find the lost parts of my heart..
or to collect your smell
and hide it between my arms..
I hear the past crying around that place of yours
and I wonder when its going to fade !!