Once upon a time, you didn't shine, and you were always by
my side. We used to meet each other every day.
A long time later, you learned to shine, and you left me. We never met
again.
I haven't forgotten that we used to talk and travel together from east to
west. I even told you, "I want to show you all the scenery in the world." Do
you remember that? You probably have forgotten it, but I only remember that
we played in the mountains and water, caught fish in the stream, picked
flowers in the grassland, sang in the forest, and rested at the foot of the
mountain.
I thought you would be my lifelong friend, and you could never leave me. But
now I finally understand that you can live without me. However, I feel like
I'm dying inside.
Sometimes I still think about the past and about you. Are you doing well
now? Are you still smiling as usual? I think you must be doing well because
you got all the freedom from me.
But do you know? You committed a crime. You committed an unforgivable sin.
Yes, you got your freedom, but you lost me. Your crime was letting me lose
you. I often wonder, if I stop shining now, would you come back? Would you?
You wouldn't come back, would you? You didn't show any mercy when I begged
you. You were still persistent and walked away without looking back. And I
was still foolish enough to have hope.
Since you left until now and maybe in the future, I will always be alone.
Have you ever seen two suns hanging in the sky? You must not feel lonely
with the sparkling stars around you, and you must be happier than me.
You said when you left, "We will never see each other again in this
lifetime." What kind of lifetime is this? Isn't it all your doing? Why did
you separate us day and night? Are you crazy? Yes, you must be crazy, and I
must be crazy too. Otherwise, why did I meet you? When you left gracefully,
I couldn't live without you.
Now, I am here, alone and quiet, finishing writing this (although you will
never see it). |