I remembered vividly your smile,
but vaguely the memories we had.

Shot right through in a bolt of pink,
flushed hearts, sweet surrender.

Thought of you.
Looked forward to the merry-go-rounds.
Surrounded by an aura of love, peace, happiness, and you alone.

Time flew, the wind blew.
A small flame would be blown off by a strong wind.
But a bonfire, the flame would even be stronger.
Like my love for you.

Good things don't last, isn't it?
I wished i was given another chance to make things right.