Let me focus on you.
Solely on you.
Not because they withered.
But because on top of all,
You're the one that truly matters.
Your somber death were like these unlit sunflowers,
As if they're joining the sun as it sets,
And hand over a silver lining for the next morn to come.

Ah, sunflower and sunset — these two have always been my favorites.
Both can be as bright as the sun that shines through my fingers,
As I cover my face because of dismay,
I know that even in times when I badly want to see and touch them but couldn't,
Nothing has changed.

Just because something did not turn out the way it should be, something has changed maybe,
Doesn't mean they are not what they used to be right?
Everything needs a break, everything has its end.
But for every ending is another opportunity to begin with.
And that can always be a start of something new,
something beyond what can superficially be seen.
So for this time, let me see and shout your name again..
because maybe that's just what I need, to genuinely listen.