Until at one point, I realized
I've lost you so much,
I can not fight,
For me you are a drought in December
Something that runs out of time,
His destiny is gone.
You're a twilight sky
A temporary view
The beauty I enjoy for a while
I do not have to spend time
Which ever took me through
A warm drought with you
In a drizzle that fog clings to mind
Painful longing in progress by a great distance thickened
The silence that is now too confusing
Whatever beats, I hear like your name
There was nothing wrong with the silence of the night,
It's just me, someone who often loses.
Rain storms or winter
I still feel warmer than you left.
