Like having a ring of cotton wrapping around your finger
And yet once it left, only prickly wounds left to linger
Like feasting on sweet fruit platter for dinner
Only to have it already stale - sour and bitter

Like basking in the blessing of rain on a parched desert
Only to find they're tears and sweat dripping off your shirt
Like smiling at the words you used to blurt
Wishing how it would have never hurt

Like wanting to run back to the starting line
Only to realize it had ended just fine
Our golden times are but a past, no longer mine
Only in dreams, our story unceasingly entwine

I wish for your stars, to always shine
Our memories, forever I will enshrine

August 19 2015, 8:53p.m.

well, this is definitely not my memory...just the effect of listening to some song, translating lyrics and watching some videos n getting overwhelmed by the combinations...feels...i'll admit i cried a little...tsk...