There’s a green light in my eyes
when you come across my mind.
Everything around me begins to blur,
as if nothing is seen; I go blind.

I desperately want to recapture
the love we had left behind…
But I think of Nicky’s words:
“You can’t repeat the past.”

And my heart begins to wail,
“if he loved me before,
he could love me again.”
But I’m scolded by my mind,
“you can’t reclaim
what has been lost;
you can’t recapture
what doesn’t want to be caught;
you can’t take back something
that’s already gone.”