Still Unread...

Life is a mystery

that we create:

love, frienship... hate

for another story.

Still Unread,

still so young and beautiful...

Yet, so wrong ang terrible

that I read...

Behind the lines that meant so much

I see love and longing...

But expectations are just such...

made-believe happening!

I can always use my imagination

to create my life with you,

but the truth is that his confession

isn't about you!

I haven't met you yet!

I haven't loved you in a way

that my heart would melt...

I have to go my own way.

Away from yesterday,

Away from you,

yet by your side...

So, stay besides...

Dedicated to Seike