I raise my head to watch the mist of rain
as the night's breeze unravels your letter.
The written words reveal our stories of the past.
How would I let you know
that living apart is so hard to bear?
It is the most lonesome during the middle of the night as I miss you.

*Without the warmth of your voice,
the falling sound of the rain
no longer resembles the rhythm of a song.
When I left you that spring,
who is the one in pain as two hearts are not at rest?

# I carry with me, affection
that feels so sad.
There are so many words I have not said.
Separated far apart and missing one another,
hoping the sadness exchanges for the longing of meeting once again.
I carry with me, affection
that feels so sad.
There are so many words I have not said.
Hoping you have not forgotten
in your dream of how we were
just watching me without the feeling of uncertainess.

At the beginning of the world in my dreams,
in a distant lonely place
seeing you again, you are just as beautiful as before.
Passionately watching each other
and never wanting to let go,
afraid of waking up one day
and have forgotten everything.

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Created by Janice Lo