The Endless Tears

Every night,
I look back at those messages which you sent me last time,
Those sweet messages that I've saved.
Tears eventually fall down from my eyes.
Because I know those are only memories.
Memories that I couldn't go back.
And I always wet my pillow.
Because I can sense the further you are away from me.
Too far, too fast.
I couldn't chase.
The hope is getting smaller and smaller.