There was a time that I beg for someone to stay; a triumph of a lost traveler as he finally conquered a hidden fortress and ****** was in his veins. I was once left in his nightmare, as it was a sphere, where the embers turn to ghost.
I held a full revenge on frail hands,
a raging storm that would crash the bridges.
I thought I was brave enough until there was you, who brought light in darkness. You changed the skyline amid my calamity--
in that way I remember you.

I was writing about the things
that I won't feel anymore.

It was morning
when my time set to yours,
a little loud but I got the vibe.
I remember the party dust
when you rushed to go home,
did they remind you of seeing me?
behind the lights somewhere that night.
There's a string that tangles us
as their bewildered eyes won't catch us up.

As a kid, I love to build
a sandcastle
on the shore—
Feeling the warmth of the sand
through my cold feet and I won't let the waves crash the every grain of my castle.

Who would have told
that I'm just a memory,
living in you mind.
An imagery of someone else's catastrophe
and a dream come true tragic story,
spattered on every inch of my skin.

And I will be like that, if you never met me.

We are both clueless when time
separates us; I wonder how you fell asleep each night and how good or tough your work is, when you have to forget me temporarily.

I wonder how I could bear this imaginary gap between us,
how I long to stretch this yearning arms on you.