As I hear the piter patter of the rain falling on the roof
It reminds me of your warmth as we embrace
It reminds me of the love we have that never hesitated to grow more day by day
Day by day I will tell you I love you
So you would never forget that I do
As age takes our memories that “I love you” could never be taken as it’s etched into our very core

The day I can’t forget
In a sea of memories
This day will always surface
On this date a flame was born
Even if the fire was limited
It showed me the path I had to take
The path we once took together
Became too narrow to be beside each other
May your flame show you the path
May it be strong that not even a gust would blow it out
Love, Lion that became a Bear

One hurts with the void still presents ever so more as events continue to happen
It hurts so bad it wants to burst out crying
It hurts that it misses them
As one wants to lose control in emotion
The other doesn’t let it
It tells them that it lost its chance to be on the throne
It tells it, it can’t cry
It can’t be roaming free
It locks it in a metal room with no windows or openings to peek through
Like a mad man
Even if the other is controlling, he is slowly gaining a hole himself
Feeling what the other feels and it’s doing it’s best to brush it off
It’s slowly feeling the emotion
Hurt
but it doesn’t want to
Because it knows how it feels to show emotions and it never wants to feel that again
But someday it will be too overwhelming

Days pass by no matter what happens
Even as much as you wish you can stop time
Keeps pushing forward
Thoughts keep coming and going
Days of no hellos
Only memories of those hellos
Thinking maybe one hello wouldn't hurt
but It will
Wishing the best in life
No matter how much it hurts
Always
-Lion

You have so many thoughts about the future
Having to spend time without you is torture
Feeling lost
Feeling the past memory of us
Feeling the pain of it over
It needs to come some time
Accepting the fact that our time is up
But still hoping you’d come back
I could only say ‘I love you‘

27
To most it’s just a number
To most it’s birthdays, anniversaries, and joyous events
To some it’s a painful memory of loss
A simple number with a lot of meaning
A simple number that once brought you happiness now brings sadness of something that once was
A once meaningless number
But now a number you’ll always remember