The sky looks blue with blurry clouds,
like my thoughts and my feelings without you.
The grass looked greener than last time, when we met.
The coffee is less bitter when we chat.
My brain starts to bloom when you're here.
You're the sun to my sunflower.
You're warm like an oven.
You're my oven.

What if I die, and leave this universe —
Will you still think of me?
Will you feel my absence?
Will you miss me?

What if I never met you —
Would you know?
Would you feel?
Would you care?

What if I was never here, in this universe —
Would it change anything?
Would my place be taken?
Would the world care?
Would you care?

how could you leave me
when I'm the one waiting?
how could you abandon me
when I'm the one hurting?
I have been holding our memories,
every chapter, every save of our journey I was holding.
Are thirteen years — fifty-two seasons — not enough?
For you to stay?
For you to wait?
But I guess you're still leaving,
and I'm still holding, still waiting for just a glimpse.
And knowing that I'm going to love you, even with your shadow.

joking all day to make them laugh, to make them happy
laughing at everything, just to be seen
humoring them, to keep them entertained
being full of energy, even when you're drained
being the silly one, even when you're drowning inside
and if the tears remove the makeup,
you must put on another costume, a new one
to make them feel the same happiness
just like a clown, but without a paycheck

We share one garden,
watering the plants together.
But you stopped,
left me in the garden, alone,
to water it on my own.
And I did— I watered the plant.
But when I got tired and stopped, just like you,
you came back and blamed me.
The plants were gone, and the place turned into a lifeless desert—
like our relationship.
You left me,
and want me to chase you,
so you can blame me again.

i feel lost
like i'm in a big forest and there is no light no map to guide me
to show me where to go
no one there to console me or help me to get to my destination
is there even a destination?
even when i'm lying in my bed
i feel like i'm running
my mind is running
i feel lost
even when i don't have anything to do
i want to fly
away
away from all of this
all of this thought
all of those feelings
i want to stop feeling
feeling this

I'm waiting for you..
I don't know who
I don't know why I feel this way
or even when I felt this way
I miss you
I don't even know you
but I hope you're waiting for me too
miss me
need me more
I don't know who

how will we meet?
when will we meet?
what do you look like?
are you older or younger?
are you taller or shorter than me?
will you think I'm funny or annoying?
will you see me as fragile or just a crybaby?

I want to see you
I want to know you
I don't know when or how we will meet
but if it were up to me
I'd fly to you immediately
can't wait to see you
my lovely soulmate.