In a dark human forest
I swore
I would never
love or believe
again.

Anger, drink
and mistrust
was my daily life.
A new friend.

You ask me why I find
it hard to trust, to love
even after all these years.

Easy to forgive
and forget, right!

Because, I am haunted
more by her memories
than new Chinese dreams.
I am the distant drums
of a distant love lost.