At the beginning,
How am I standing here,
Stills standing here at present,
With the feeling of your touch,
That has embrace upon your love,
You held me close in your arms.
How do I hear,
Still heard your pulse beating,
As the tempo was melancholy erased,
Some part of me,
I still wonder,
Why does it felt like it was yesterday?
Why does my heart cry tears that never,
Never ends as another day begins.
(c) Kytty Sakuraiba / Scarlet Storm 2015
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