A young girl
With a broken flower in her hand...
Wherever I am,
you appear in front of my eyes...
You,
The girl...
The bright sun is set.
The heart beats of my life...
Once,
My pen asked me...
I don't know how to dare myself,
To admit a truth with no path...
When you said,
"No. I don't love you"...
I heard
You were asking about my birthday...
It has been so long
Since I have written something...
Tonight,
Sitting down all alone...
Do not assume
You being far...
Finally
The day is here...