[•] the beautiful house of the death



of all things had happened between us
regret never come into my sight
every little pain i ever felt
is the proof that the heart i once gave
is still warmly living inside
the memorial of the beautiful remembrance
is still bloomed with flowers and fragrance
by means of the visitor to this city of the death
is still exist
for past few months
this place is still cherished
with the laughter of our memories
and a year has passed
since the first time
the mountain and the miracle
have been granted a permission to meet
and falling in love together
and the tears of love is still falling
suffer from being in love
is the most beautiful virus
ever infected
the saddest part is the virus is now slowly cure



i'll come again
we'll meet again