I think, someday
we will meet again in better times,
in a calmer atmosphere.
I think everything will be beautiful again,
just like before...
But it turns out,
it was all just a fantasy.
My thoughts drift away,
searching for the lost figure
and the one I long for,
now only in my memories.
I remember you,
but you no longer recognize my footsteps.
I search for you,
but you drift away, without a reason I can understand.
I never imagined
this would be the end.
I thought you would stay here,
but I was wrong.
You, whom I once considered the only one,
have now left
without a single word,
without a single sound.
I try to hold on,
even as you slowly forget everything.
The promises you once made,
the hopes we once held,
all fade away without explanation.
I remember you,
but you don’t look back at all.
I search for you,
but you seem to have vanished.
I thought we’d stay on the same side,
but it turns out I was wrong.
Maybe I hoped too much,
dreamed too often alone,
though I didn’t know
what would happen later.
The longing that was once so real
is now just a wound
that quietly lingers, unable to be forced away.
And this is not a myth.
It’s not a made-up story I’ve exaggerated.
It’s real.
This loneliness is real.
Losing you is real.
I remember you
but you’ve erased everything
I search for you
but you’ve closed all paths
I thought you’d stay here
But I was wrong.
Once,
you were the only one
who ever existed
Now,
I have nothing left
except
myself
and all the words left unsaid.
