Miniature Gardens Part 2: Memories

The flashback was like a revolving lantern to me, My hands shook because of the blood, My legs because of the cold. I wanted to hold onto those warm memories before they aged. I don't remember how much I dreamed of you, Dreaming of the cross of swords, hurt or hurting, or painting my heart with hatred, As well as I've remembered with anger, but I can't forget your smile, "When did I become so weak?" I think as I lay in the mud. To be honest, there was some sort of wall between us when we became allies, But that smile held the wall away, but we were too late, And when our alliance came to an end, the wall grew weaker, And I couldn't stand in front of it, this was fate. I tell you "Because it has ended," But you can't take that answer. "It was like a bright lantern, right? Wasn't it enough for us to take the pressure?" I, the man, was shaking from her facial expressions, It showed all the hatred towards those precious memories that made us enemies, Yes, I were weak, and I admit, I wanted to tell you so badly, I wasn't enough, I couldn't keep the memories.