I would cry,
if you were half the man
you said you were.

Someone's living their life,
Someone's living in lies.
Some people appreciate beauty,
Even though they don't know why.

Some just drive their way—
They call it "vibe and thrive."

But how would life be
When you truly know what life is?

Appreciate beauty,
Appreciate ugliness.
Appreciate joy,
Appreciate sorrow.

Then you’ll know:
Real beauty is your duty.

You were drifting clouds in my memories—sometimes soft, sometimes wild.
But without you, those memories would have been empty and lonely.

Maybe I am the desert, with an endless hunger,
and you are the rain that never quenches it.

This desert once was wet; now it's lifeless and empty.
Will you sprinkle on it some water of joy and sorrow?

I promise I will always stand by you.

Going through your pictures makes my yearning almost unbearable.

The enchanted colors in them float around my room—white, green, yellow—too much to contain.

Then the lament broke my windows and disappeared in an instant.

I wandered through darkness until twilight,
and there, at the edge of fading light, I saw a color—red.

In my garden,you are that one flower I want to save.

You are that season I always wait for.

You are that butterfly I dream to touch.

But in the end, the flood came-and the only thing left was weeds.

Let's start again.