The dark cloud places a piece of shadow in our hearts. I listen respectfully to my mood, which has already been quiet for a long time. Clear and transparent, just like the beautiful scenery. It's always only clear when seeing it in my memory. Can the heart, that has been thoroughly hurt, still continue to love me? I make an effort to pull up the pair of hands that have no warmth.

The tenderness in the past has already been locked by time. Only leaving sadness that doesn't go away.

The maple leaves slowly falling down are like thoughts. I light a candle to warm up the end of autumn. The northern lights plunder the edge of the sky. The northern wind brushes past the expressions of missing you. I take love and burn it into fallen leaves. Yet I can't get back that familiar face.

The maple leaves slowly falling down are like thoughts. Why must retrieving be hurried before winter comes? Loving you passing through time, two rows of tears from the end of autumn.

The graceful red rain in between the mountain side. Withering with the north wind. I lightly swing the wind chimes. I want to awaken the love that has been deserted. Snowflakes are already spread all over the ground. Deeply scared that the maple leaves outside the window have already become frozen

You let my love permeate through the ground but all I still want is you to be by my side...

COLIN at 7:43 PM | Fading soul

Those bright lights shine no more, I live with a dark shadow overhead