Every one posses shadow
They follow the person everywhere they go
Even in the darkest night
Slowly going after the host

I remember, saw your shadow
For the first time, I could not stop
Gazing then flinching for a night
Slowly being threatened by the host

I convince myself that possessing the shadow
Is normal for every creature in this world
Nothing to be eerie even in my sleeping night
Slowly slipping in failing affection of the host

Only the light does not possess a shadow
I do not blame him for what in his hold
He isn’t my light even at the sightless night
Slowly letting me go, is better for our both