I cast a discreet glance
at your decaying affection.That had drifted
into mere oblivion.Back in the times
when my euphoria had started,
. . . Until now,
when I have to move on.I wanted to see!
but there's a wall. . .And a mist to cover
my desperate eyes.You closed everything,
and your figure had vanished.You left me alone
with my fragile cries.
YOU ARE READING
| natsukashii.
PoetryThey have diffused away his ingenious thoughts, and to justify is to become a seeker.