I accidentally caught a full moon smile that was playing with the silhouette of the twilight
At that time I was sitting on an old bench; enjoying a cup of coffee and infecting a wounded heart
Like grass-clad children
On the most silent hill, I hid an unending tear
Perhaps, my eyes had never really noticed
The silent fog slowly passed away
When full light penetrates into the whole body
The black crow was no longer perch on the fragile heart
But I realized, rendezvous has fulfilled a piece of heart that is no longer intact
