My eyes are dazzled by the bright sunshine so I just fall asleep again. Rain pours from the sky in a sudden. How long should I wait more? When waiting gets easier someday, smiling to my scars wouldn’t be that hard. You remain in my reminiscence walking next to me when I was somewhere. I feel that I can see you in the dim of bright light from my closed eyes.

I use half of my day thinking of you to write a letter. However, I’m tired and dull unlike my first look of loving you. As I wait for your reply that doesn’t arrive anymore, I write my wandering sadness that I cannot send. I will get close to you after I convey what I could not tell you before. Will you recognize me? I keep the figure of you in my heart who once told me you will see me someday.

Leave a Reply