It all came flashing to me, most blindly

The moments we could be

The lake reflects the memories we could create

The mirror reflects the wonders this world would never see.



But I have been foolish once again,

Because I am not capable of job, I swear

My limbs crestfallen with burdens,

My hairs chained down with headaches,

My eyebrows down-casted with grey.

You would be better without me. So I let you be.



But if I were to see you, it would all come back to me,

The doubts programmed in my past

The self-hate, the despair, the trap

The choices that I believed

were to be your destiny and my map.



I hope our paths shall never cross again,

I crossed my fingers and crossed my heart.

In the crux of my soul a song sprang forth:

retrograde on its descent of another universe,

As you and I take a different course.