I see two friends; I smile, and I walk away. The world around me is full of reasons to remind me of you, bursting with joy, vibrant with colors, yet I feel your presence in every corner. You are still with me—your essence, lingering in the air, as real as the rain that falls upon this valley, as tangible as the autumn leaves, gently crumbling and fading to the ground.
The love I have for you remains, as steadfast as the valley itself—unchanging, as enduring as the bare trees that stand in the cold wind. Things come and things go, like the dried-up fountain that still stands tall and silent, an echo of what was once full of life. Loved ones arrive, but they too must part, and yet the feelings in my heart remain, unbroken, undiminished.
Immersed in your love, I am immortal, yet I am shattered. I burn, break like fragile crystal, the pain sharp and intense, like the thread that melts away with the candle’s flame—its light remembered, its wax long forgotten. I am like the sea, vast and endless, on which ships sail—visitors come to my shores, but they must leave. The full moon touches my veins, its glow illuminating the emptiness within me. Alone, I continue to flow, moving endlessly with the tide of time.
The nights and days paint the sky, arriving and departing as they please, but the sky remains unchanged. Flowers bloom with morning’s light, only to wilt by dusk, their beauty fleeting, their grace passing. Yet, the honeybee still loves them, still flies to their fading petals, seeking what is no longer there.
The sands that lie still after the storm, the cactus standing alone under the relentless sun—these too mirror the tempest of thoughts that swirl in my soul. The world brings so many reasons to remember you, yet I remain forever caught in the whirlwind of your absence.
Tears fall, dreams shatter, but my eyes, though wet with sorrow, remain open, hopeful like nature itself. Buried deep within me are the moments of the past, the echoes of time now gone. For it is not the ocean that dies in the rivers, but the rivers that eventually merge into the ocean’s endless embrace.
And like the moon in the heavens, I am alone, incomplete, forever shadowed as though in eclipse. But love—love remains. It is eternal, unbroken, undying. Though you are gone, the connection we shared lingers on, deathless and unwavering.