Heni Kovács

I keep leaving before I see the Sun 
I run because I feel the pain
But every new place comes with a new face
New faces, new places, but I’m still the same 
And I wonder 
Why do I keep leaving before I can know the Sun?

I didn’t come here to see you cry
I came here to see the passion in your eye
Angry or sad, you always fought back the tears
But this time I don’t think you’re ready for next year
As the soft tone of your gentle voice flows through my ear 
It makes me wonder : what will happen next year?
As we went to bed, I wanted to write a poem
So I thought, what rhymes with “oh  my gosh”?
But then I realized, a poem doesn’t have to rhyme or not
It comes in an instant as you have a thought.