A sky more grey than blue.


A sound more quiet than silence.


That kind of romance.

I don’t want to forget, but for me

There’s not a single photograph left

I simply recall and recall

seeing your back

No matter what reasoning I come up with

there’s no explaining you

But no matter how much I think about it

what I know is that

it was surely destiny that things would become like this

We cant see each other’s future anymore

'cause we went too far away,

too long ago.

But I will always hope

That you’re having

Another beautiful life.