i used to admire, sometimes
even envy
those passer-by's
having their rainbow after storm
i would have my own
if i could inherit someone's courage
which would ensure
eternal passion
for that stranger
who lived in the delusive kingdom
of my romance
some days ago
i have taken
an everlasting journey
to hold myself tight, on one's own
with neither turning back nor anguish
i am just way too vulnerable
to take a single glance back
which might devastate my battle
against forlorn
where it has
been accompanying me
after his goodbye
i have fallen
for someone unreachable
opposing all reasons
i tried to ask the past
for i haven't firmly omit my illusion
leaving a gray city of butterflies
flying all over the streets
indicating my nerves
get tensed up
whenever our eyes meet
it mustn't be any excuse
considering the anxiety
for an accurate answer
is obviously shown
from the genuine systole of the cardiac
how hard does it pump
for every single second of waiting
just simply means
how much do i care
for the person
who successfully crept into my vein
again, just a few weeks ago
if you believe
it will happen
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