Alas, how can I live without you;
When embracing your memories become
Nothing but my selfishness?
I draw lines, to keep your image in my heart,
And hopefully engrave it;
So that your beautiful vision may remain, eternally...
I may embelish, since we human's flesh
Aren't made to live forever,
Yet I will mix in my sincereness
Which is nothing but reflect of your purity, oh Dear!