The Sky That Reminds Me Of You
Perhaps, we are destined to meet but not to stay in each other's resting place. The universe let us lay under the same sky not to look how beautiful the clouds are, but to listen how painful the rain sounds.
Maybe in another life, we can witness the moon as our silver alarm clock ticking in the night. As you lay in my shoulder, looking more beautiful by the reflection of the moonlight. Maybe I can make you stay permanently here by my side, but I know that it's too impossible. I'm just looking at you from afar, asking how are you in heaven.
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Blue Envelopes
KöltészetI will find you in the deepest hideout of your scars or in an empty secret field of my longing metaphors.
