Goodbye.

Some goodbyes come with hello,

but not yours

Yours left an echo while the trains were passing by

How stupid of me,

thinking every time looking in a mirror, if only you saw me now

Maybe you’d think I’m beautiful

perhaps you’d come back

but I don’t think your bed is cold,

nor your heart.

How sad it’s makes me feel, pathetic and melancholic

My hair has never been so long, just because you liked it that way

Now I realise I fell in love with it, too

Your taste was always better

I hate your goodbye,

because I woke up with my hello to you.

Yet no one here.

I’m perishing that day when I will think of myself just as I do about fishtails.

And you won’t cross my mind.

How are your days?

What are you up to at night?

Do you wonder about mine?

I am still thinking of you,

Every time a certain song plays in my head.

Every time I look at the sun,

Every time the moon shines or the child runs

There is nothing ice cream won’t fix

How many ice creams are left till I forget your existence?