Dear Love,

I remember you as you were in the last spring

You were like a shortbread, crumbling at every bite and had a stable heart.

You had eyes like a blazing fire wandering through the forest at night.

And I fell into you like water cascading through the waterfall.

I remember your hair that shone like a moon and your mole resembling a shooting star.

The only way I knew to make a wish was by planting kisses on those freckles, every time and I wished nothing more but only if your body was filled with a city of stars so that I could kiss you indefinitely.

I remember your voice, your words, your beautiful expressions,

as if those were the music to my ears.

If only those were the music I could preserve, I would listen to them over and over and over again.

I remember you as you were in the last spring.

You had eyes like a blazing fire wandering through the forest at night.

And I fell into you like water cascading through the waterfall.

And now I wish we could have been like fire and water, flaming and dousing when needed.

but we kept fighting fire with fire.