I’m scared of electricity,
As it gives hints to me,
I can’t even utter a word,
Especially your name, silently.
I wonder how comfortable
It is to kiss your lips,
To sit and tell the whole world
The mind that slowly slips.
As you can hear the heartbeat loud,
More than I can say your name,
Hi, sunshine for a thousand miles,
I miss you, but not the same.
What a shame to call your name,
In the first place it wouldn’t be the same,
I fold the hands that once were yours,
And bury them where none can claim.
Mar 22
Mar 22, 2026 at 8:57 AM UTC
I’m scared of electricity,
As it gives hints to me,
I can’t even utter a word,
Especially your name, silently.
I wonder how comfortable
It is to kiss your lips,
To sit and tell the whole world
The mind that slowly slips.
As you can hear the heartbeat loud,
More than I can say your name,
Hi, sunshine for a thousand miles,
I miss you, but not the same.
What a shame to call your name,
In the first place it wouldn’t be the same,
I fold the hands that once were yours,
And bury them where none can claim.
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