In a bleak winter,
wilted tree flutter...
Dozens of bottles of alcohol?
Left with cogarette butts on balcony...
The birds are flying freely,
and chirping like an orchestra...
What's Love?
Is it a promise...
What is love?
A strong feeling of fondness...
When I first saw you
I felt suffocate...
I stand there,
never move...
You were once my 4 seasons,
but I despised cold the most...
A lock with a key,
A spoon with a fork...
Its time to let go,
the previous soulmate...
A crack on the ice,
Sliding is in sight...
We used to share the same season,
but each season lasts for three months...