Dear Love,
I remember you as you were in the last spring
You were like a shortbread, crumbling at every bite and had a stable heart.
You had eyes like a blazing fire wandering through the forest at night.
And I fell into you like water cascading through the waterfall.
I remember your hair that shone like a moon and your mole resembling a shooting star.
The only way I knew to make a wish was by planting kisses on those freckles, every time and I wished nothing more but only if your body was filled with a city of stars so that I could kiss you indefinitely.
I remember your voice, your words, your beautiful expressions,
as if those were the music to my ears.
If only those were the music I could preserve, I would listen to them over and over and over again.
I remember you as you were in the last spring.
You had eyes like a blazing fire wandering through the forest at night.
And I fell into you like water cascading through the waterfall.
And now I wish we could have been like fire and water, flaming and dousing when needed.
but we kept fighting fire with fire.
