-THE VERY LAST TIME OF US

She is a monochromatic soul with colourful heart,
From my side, worthy to call a magnificent art.

Only if I knew it was mean to be our last depart,
Only if I would have understand when your goodbye start,
Then, never let you be apart, my sweetheart.

You were once a stranger, yet meant familiar,
Letting myself reflect the inner child of me, as you showcase yourself as a mirror.

How badly,
How badly, I want to recaptivate our conjoint memories that we spent,
But as it's said,
'memories are mean to be broken',
Was it supposed to be really meant?

I wish I'd hugged you tight the last moment I saw you,
I wish I didn't wasted that precious time, the night I was with you.

What if,
What if, you would have found another person,
And here, I am still making myself spent hours in your delusion.

My cruise of friendship still waiting behind the shore,
Waiting for us to explore each other intuitive just like before.

~JIYA~