I want to write about you
before I forget about you...

I still remember
the silken strands of sunlight...

I once imagined the tears in the world
break and shatter...

I…
(you know...

On my adventures, I sometimes see
teddies looking just like me...

Sometimes, snowflakes fall
like memories...

There are some things I cover with water,
layer upon layer, for them to fray...

I wonder
if you can fly me...

hey...

In the purple woods of loneliness,
With the harvest of sorrow...

Brick by brick, you decayed - like broken dreams
in a world too wide awake to remember...

Brick by brick, she decays:
Yet broken dreams haunt her still...