And here also stay somewhat burning and keeping me alive
So I hope to lend myself and be accepted by your gentle arm
Through I stay, bad and good moon, and lent a shoulder to heave
I thought it is enough for my light to be brighten and take away in harm
But it was no good, thinking I'm a breeze and you're a candle fire
when effort is being pushed to you - I made your days freezing, cold and numb
Making myself realize 'we're forbidden' - yet I'm just being a liar
Now that I've done enough,that you're completely away - I think myself 'dumb'
A breeze wouldn't thought how his struggle can't brighten this elegant light
A breeze wouldn't thought how his effort would take away her from his sight
-CrisSon
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