I once saw a deer passing by,  
its eyes intriguing and delicate —  
he was walking unhurriedly while the lights  
behind him swerved and danced pokily.  
While I gathered my hands to touch him,  
he turned around and ran away.

I once saw a shadow passing by,  
its being brought chills to my bones —  
he was walking behind me, unhurried,  
while there was no light dancing around us.  
Even the winds stopped breathing;  
until I remembered, he was me.

I once saw a man passing by,  
his presence gave me comfort and light.  
He was running away —  
I asked him, “Where are you going?”  
He answered, “To the future.”  
I smiled and turned to him, “Let's go.”  
He held my hands, and we both ran together.

I once saw a mirror echoing back my voice,  
its existence drove my mind and broke  
into tiny pieces — while I went bewildered and  
did not know what to do, he laughed and shattered  
into fragile broken pieces.  
He cried out, and I ran away.

I saw the deer passing by,  
its eyes gentle and noble —  
he stepped and stepped,  
until he was facing me.  
Behind him were the lights that stopped dancing,  
and the wind hustled a great bone-chilling harsh cold.  
“You can remember now?”

He asked, “Yes,”  
I told him and ran away  
to the future. I came, and all the shadows and mirrors broke and moaned in great pain.

I remember him now.