To the love that was,
To the love that could have been,
To the love that is,
You have tried so hard
To make her feel loved.
Its' not your fault
That she refuses to be lit.
She is so accustomed to darkness
Even the fireflies frighten her.
Its' not your fault
That she still lives off the visceral memoir,
And not in the beautiful moments you create.
I know you tried.
I know you did.
Will the sea ever lost its salinity if you stir sugar into it?
If your answer is No,
Then let her be.
For sadness and she is but inseperable.
You can make a sad person happy,
But how do you make a sad soul feel happiness?
-Jumbin

- Jumbin