I kissed the drop of the ice Like your tears that never stop I should have hold your corpse Instead of giving it to another man Grayscale and a forceful kiss
I should have warmed you with my love But now you're gone and I act though I can't smell the petrichor anymore My sense had gone walk past that door
The mist that used to makes me shivered Now just a thin air that whispered I have lost you in a rainy day like this Your raindrops were warm and salty *And now I am buried with guilt