Tiny thoughts

Man is vulnerable.

Come or go, live or die.

Appear, then disappear.

Blank, exists forever,

just like a circle,

which never ends.

Lost, we cried.

Told ourselves, nightmare comes.

When days come, vanished,

Faded blossom.

The sea, tide and wane.

The life, rise and down.

Accept it.

Life is bitter, without love.

Life is sweet, with you.

I’m running to you,

and you’re waiting for me.

Bonjour, ma premier amour.