Blue Jeans

sometimes I could see you with your little dance trying to ask me to join in our room

but in the other time, I look at your favorite couch and you weren't there 

I tried to find you again

   in every corner of my head

   in our matching-blue-jeans

   in front of our apartment door where we supposed to embrace each other's tiring day 

I tried to find you again, but we weren't even there

so I tried to leave everything about us behind

but here I am once again