Once I have been to a place
Its name is The Desolate
The darkness and the coldness there were boundless
But bounding me tightly at the same time
Once I have glimpsed a scene of the pure
And the purest tears shed from my face
Once I saw my beloved dying
He held my hand
On the edge of a cliff
He fell to the void
But I did not
Please be free
The warmth you gave will not fade
I am here keeping the memories
“May we meet again
When the stars turn black
The ocean’s dead……”