I am used to looking at the sky in the fair night.
To look for you, which is the biggest and the brightest star in sight.
Dark clouds, rainy day, and the damp ward, always appeared in my dream.
It was the last time we saw each other; incredible for me to deem.
The wish changed into despair, the whole world became as dark as darkness could seem.
That from then on, turned into an everlasting seam.
Whenever I think of the rest of my life without your existence, I feel breathless.
Steps, all the care, all the love, and all the past related to you have become stepless.
Your smile, your tears, and your suffering are extremely clear in my mind; I a***eepless.
As for me, every day, even the festival without you, has become meaningless.
How are you? I always wonder if heaven also has day and night.
And whether the days are sunny; full of sunlight.
As usual; flowers line the balcony, and the French windows are clean and bright.
All just to guarantee, your return will be with heart felt delight.
I am fine, just as you had always wished.
Facing up to the difficulty, and doing my best to forget all that was anguished.
Though you had walked away from my life, your beauty has not vanished.
Still, serious to life, good to others, and never at all selfish.
One day; sorrow, pain, and all related to grievous reminiscence will be dry.
However; love, virtue, all related to you can never die.
You are always there.