May 16th - The day without a name

I dont know how long I will hold the hand he kissed
I dont know how long I will sit like this lost in the moment
I am realising that the smell I hate most is no longer a smell that I hate
I just want to fall into sleep now..this moment

A deep impression has been made on my hand
Sealed with lots of affection
A deep wound has been made on my heart
Sealed with lots of pain

This day is another unforgettable day of my life
I would like to call this day a day of relief
Or should I call this day the day I died?
Or should I call this day the day I never want to happen again?

This is the day without a name
This is the day which just happened
This is the day which is  lost forever
This is the day on which I died.