Someday, Somewhere We Meet

Were there a day when the writer has melted into the air Left these words unattended cold, alone or being disappeared Turning it into an unanswered question, representing for a part Of the past of being human beings, who brought in soar tears Touching waves of laughter as well as countless physical arts However, nobody witnessed the fact and knew the mechanism Except for the eyes, somewhere hidden in the mysterious sky I would never be too bothered to look for them to make an appealing (Though it might accidentally make a loyal follower of the stars ) As I care too much about the phenomena behind my feelings