When Love Is Gone

Turn all the lights off I will sink into my sad, dark room I do not want to see memories shared with you in this room in every corner of my room, I can still scent you I can not tell someone of my wounds the cuts in my heart are too deep nobody knows how fragile I am today I know that time will melt away your memories your scent won't always linger here but I can not help I simply don't know what to do I sleep with hallucinations every night jump out of bed at the midnight to receive your call to send you a good night wishes before you fall sleep it pumps up my numb heart. ah! this was another sad dream I am still stealthy it is the same with or without lights turn on the lights I look at our old pictures, all turning out to be fresh again but our smile does not seem to make sense anymore I try to go out with friends there, too, I can not take selfies my smiles look so fake and dim my heart crying out of the thinking that you are not with me no one to wish a good night before bed today is the first day of ‘2021’ No one says thanks for being with me another year and hope to spend numbers of years together it is difficult to cope up with the long-distance the distance between our hearts is hundreds of miles now even though we live in the same city I really can not help thinking about you I feel like a lost kid in the biggest night market of Taiwan and waiting for my family to find me when I see someone in love wallowing hold hands on the street or share a romantic moment that's when my heart is smarting as if someone shoots a bullet in my heart my heart is like a dying flower under the strong sunlight no one is in there to water the flower my mind is like a fish enclosed in a hotpot soon the fish will die from the heat and free all her worries that's how I feel when I miss you this suffering is unbearable, but I can only share this pain with myself nothing is exciting these days I could barely close my eyes I suck up my tears every night I pretend that I don't care for you and I know that I was deceiving myself I weep in my sleep yet I do not need a sympathy I am trying to heal my shattered heart I think my smile is going to make sense again then I can take a lot of cute selfies I believe the flower will blossom again with its scent The fish will leap out of the hotpot and go back to the lake My heart is going to recover and flourish like the flower and fish