The cold ice and the bottle are the only two I posses.

I remember when we saw the ice kingdom,
The snow falling onto the waves, vanishing,
Melting one by one but slowly overcoming the water
And creating its own image.

By myself, it's lonely, you know.
Years go by, but the ocean never changes.

Sometimes I wish to swim in it, but the
Eternal cold always lingers.
Rays of light come and go, but you'll
Always be in my memory.