As the earth gets in between the sun and the moon
The heart that was frozen blue, thaws
Before that sweet blood shatters
In that split-second darkness
"Go along with the 152-year-spectacle."
Prisoners should be freed from their cell

You stopped me from writing
You said wait until 2018
Then assess my feelings
If I still feel the same
Before I go publishing
The poem I've written
During that time when everything was on whirlwind

I've patiently waited
As I've promised
It's fine now, isn't it?
I am now opening my tight-sealed lips
To tell of an untold fairy tale
That no matter how tragic
I believe, hasn't ended yet

Whenever I see your name
With that little circle colored green
On a bubble drawn with your face
My heart can't help but race
Race into a turmoil of pain
Like we're in a different place
Yet so near in a virtual space
Like I can just type a few keys
To trouble you again with my feelings
But I stop myself and grit my teeth
For that's the thing you'd want the least
For I am someone you'd want to be over with
And I could just delete our message
But for me it's too much waste
Because I'll always want to reminisce
The words we used to exchange
Because it's always you I miss
No matter how stupidly martyr it is
But then whenever we're both active
I found myself leaving
For I know you don't feel the same
And yet I foolishly spend everyday this way