S, tell me a secret and you will know mine

sometimes life seem to fuck up all your thoughts, sometimes it's just too much

when the wind blows in the trees, then the forest seems to tell you something, then the leaves in the garden whispers.
Listen, they are talking to you...they are trying to reach you, telling you something, listen:

I need you, I breathe you and now you had to leave too.
Trough time and space I will find a place, somewhere I can hide my love until you come back to find it.