sunny

Life is a grand desert, and the person traveling in the desert is me.

I fear the darkness and pray for a light to bloom and give me a little light on a moonless night.

And then you came.

You give me sunshine, give me nostalgia. There are no more dark nights in the desert. until light penetrates everything.

Including the cold, shade, any place without you at all. There are no crevices or vegetation, there is nothing to hide, nothing to hide. There is nowhere to leave you.

The burning chest screams silently, please give me a drop of water relief.

Did you hear that? still none? Still heard? A little rain and a curved oasis, a beautiful... mirage?

You are all alms, I am grateful Dade.

It's sunny. Days are kind of funny.

But I understand.

It's nothing more than that I had to wander into that desert back then, so that your warmthless tenderness could shine through the desolation that I have nowhere.