Just like when the wind brushes me off,
It feels like nothing but simply a feeling.
I cannot see nor touch it no matter what,
No matter how comfortable it would always be.
  
Just like when the stars twinkle at the sea,
It feels so real but yet just a reflection.
I can only watch it but can never grab it.
Nomatter how greedy I try to hold it forever.
  
Just like the time that passes by on us,
It feels like yesterday but it was too long ago.
I can only remember it but can't hold to it,
No matter how regretfully I am to have it back.