Every part of me ran away!
Evey part of me buried himself in nowhere!
The theme of FEAR was there hiding behind, waiting to jump on me!
                                   And
                            She is in love!
                          But not with me!
Here DEATH sent me a gaze to shake hand with him!
The tree stopped waving to me!
The space became empty!
                          Waiting for that shaking
                                     I gazed!
And shaked the hand with the Handsome Vagabond!
The heart cried and the first time the tear kissed my face a goodbye telling me!
                          She is in love