We keep pretending making tea
like children with a playset
we keep pretending we are real
enough to drink and taste

We keep pretending we're in touch
like we have a real connection
we keep pretending we're not strangers
and we never even met

You came like a wind
the one that breeze strangely
yet--
everytime it hits
will give me shivery
to my cranky bones and arteries.

You came at the dawn
by the time I was about to--
unleash the veil
that block the lights of its sun
that I refuse of its ray.

Because--

As time passes by,
the wind and its nature
sometimes makes the catastrophe and agony blew away
yet some other times
it remains
or even weighten it deeper.