I took a small chair and sat in my houseyard.
Keep in mind, that I always feel alive when I see the moonlight, and get disappointed when the sun comes.
I’ve always been unlucky in life, heartbreak being one of the biggest factors. There’s a desire to try new adventures, but I can’t bear to be in awkward and clumsy situations anymore.
Keep in mind, that I’m trying to calm myself down by hoping that his heart is still for me.
Now it’s like I’m painting on a damaged canvas.
I shed bright colors on the white canvas that had turned pale.
I feed a stomach that is already very full.
I gave an umbrella to someone but no rain came.
I kept my love to someone who no longer wants to be pursued.
After my recent frustration, I sat in the yard again after a long time.
During the long silence, I saw two moonlights in the sky.
Is that the reflection of my smile that is beginning to blossom again?
Or was it you who came when i’m already confident that I could live without you anymore?
