I’m so confused. I really don’t understand why the moon can disguise behind the velvet sky without a kiss goodbye. Heavy duty draws me into a lightless life, and since, I have never seen you online. No courage to thorough inquire the bloody truth, I rather cringe in the exhausting flesh. There is only one way to survive, sending out the message by the most harmless lines, as reaching out for oxygen. One card, one picture, one article, one scream in mind, they are the solid bridge connected to your new world, one-way direction where I can’t cross.
Tonight I opened your favorite liquor and drank up my weary soul, hoping to feel your gentle comfort, soft voice and pampered smile. That is it, my motivation of breathing every single day and night. If, you can bestow me time, I am convinced that the eventual miracle would truly happen in the most splendid shiny stardust costume, swathed our eternal story. Yes, if you would bestow.
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