Pretending to have a heart

The gloom of the sun watching you,
Spinning again and again,trying to look at different angle,
But nothing changed too much since that day.

"These little fire that believing will lasts a day, gushing out funeral smoke"

I have no idea what to do if I able to see you again
I have no idea what kinds of face I should make
Nor the word that left from my mouth
It just a little heartbreaking,
Just how I am unprepared for this common knowledge.

It wasn't joyous, but we tried to smile.
It wasn't sadness, but we tried to grief.
Right now, we just pretending to have an emotions.
Right now, we just pretending to have a heart.
If we keep our facade as usual.
I thought we were supposed to have the thing that make us irreplaceable.
Yet I know this act need to stop.

The seasons changes,
You who were in the center of this emptiness drama,
Basking under the gloomy light as always,
Stand motionless,lifeless.
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Dedicated to friend who already death.