Moon Prayer

I thought I had grown stronger.

My strength, is just a sad lie. Truth is I am still the weak-hearted person I wish to forget.

Right now I am hoping that Music might distract me from this feeling that is pressing against my chest.

Cold, prickly thorns of Sorrow. I hate partings and farewells.

I still cannot forget the pain of last year...
I want to laugh as if it is nothing but I cannot.
I smiled yet I can feel it breaking.
My heart melted and flows.

Dearest Elegant Rose, Elegant Butterfly...
I fear this day, this date.
It is painful, and I miss you.
Even though we did not meet, did not know each other personally but still...
Emptiness clenches my existance knowing that you are not here anymore.
I wished to just fade away, but now I have found a reason to stay.
As God has given me The Rose.

"Let's metamorphose, together."
I can never look at the others without imagining you there.

Stay calm.
Be strong.
You have changed.

I will let you stay.
Please, in return, let me stay like this.
Immobile, weak, in my resting place.
The scent of Roses shall greet me.
Maybe we will meet, someday.

Until then, Dearest Elegant Butterfly. I await the moment of Reunion.