My poems were meant for you,
But I'm not so sure anymore.

I have found a million ways to say "come back"
but none of them seem to bring you back home.

What I can feel
I've never felt before
This burning desire
I just can't ignore

It must be a spell
Cast from hell
What else could this be
Who has taken hold of me

This evil temptation
I cannot resist
You must truly be
The most evil witch

Your enchanting eyes
And irresistible lips
That dark blonde hair
And those beautiful hips

But I have to resist
I have to be strong
Before I do something terribly wrong

I’ve been awake for a long time…
I’m in my white long shirt… walking to the deep forest…

They’re dancing… — the trees, winds, clouds

well, I’m just passing by…

winds blows but- there- I saw someone…

he’s just like me.. but in male version…

“What’s your name?”
what’s yours?

“Rui”
rei

“Are we twins?”
he just smile…

maybe

is this a lie?

he fly… — he’s a ghost

are you scared?

he’s flying around… and I’m just following him… turn around in circle…

“No…”
why

“Because you’re my twin”