Love.

It's been two years since we have been through on this different world; I left the mountain peak and reached the seventh sea.

I thought this is the only worse thing that I can do for love.

You have been my world, my everything— a light that burns brighter when the night comes, I deeply drown in you.

We are created by constellations and dream and binded for centuries;
You are the love that I have been written long ago that the prophets kept telling we will meet on collision.

And a blind faith will keep us on truth; my love, there are things I can still do for you.