my lover is worlds away,
yet the red thread still remains on my pinkie.
i hold onto a shred of hope, wishing that one day...
that thread will lead her back to me.

my lover is the moon and i, the sun.
celestial beings in a game of cat and mouse.
i run after her until my heart is fatally done,
hoping that we will meet in our now empty house.

my lover does not know,
i will forever love until my heart dies.
and to the ends of the Earth, i would go,
to see once more, those Pretty Eyes.

my love, you are worlds away, but i
will never say a final goodbye.