Inevitability

Her blue lips... that kiss.. once was mine

Black tears streaming down her face...

Even in a moment like this

You can still see her beauty and grace...

 

Holding hands with... none other than him

Was i too impotent, Was i too merciful...

Or maybe it was my foolishness

Thinking she will have her happiness...

 

Would i feel something, should i tremble with fear of selfishness

That day will come... my dear little lady

And i shall be prepared...

 

Foolish of me to write these nonsense... cuz i know u will read it my dear...