My regrets and sorrows slumber in snow at the idea of loving again. My soul wishes for the bridge to connects us so I may enter your dream palace unafraid. Just to catch the sight of you. My heart on my sleeve, my soul in the mist and something echoes in my mind, the idea of love.
A concept so beautiful that it can transcend a lifetime as well as destroy a nation. My soul will sleep in sorrow's snow till the day I will rise again tall and strong When the need to shed my tears has gone I live for tomorrow and tomorrow's tomorrow Until you sit by in to feel the hearth inside my heart.
Feeling rather melancholy compared to earlier. My nerves seem to grow raw with each passing day this month, no idea why. Anyway, this is the last poem for the night. Got a big day ahead tomorrow!