The early mirror reflection
upon thou ego state...

All was ruined before the day even started
when rain fall started desend upon our mortal life...

The moment drew close
From the Start to the end...

Day and night i search
for that lost feeling inside...

My soul
tore apart by time...

You once whisper into my ear
the words that I'll never forget till death...

It's been so long
since i last remember this feeling...

From the end of an phone call
to the moment the night turns old...

How could i had known
that writing a love poem...

Were we like children in a play ground?
where we couldn't focus on anything...

Envy with regret
put aside from my personal shooting star...

Our relationship was a whole
from the start to finish...