perhaps never.

There’s a little bit of me left,

Although not much more.

But a little bit is enough for now.

I move through the crowds,

In autonomous way,

Nothing excites me.

It had just slapped me right in the face,

That I am no longer moving with you.

I don’t know why just now.

I guess it is a good thing,

For I haven’t been able to feel.

Although it was a feeling of pain.

We could be beautiful,

But we’re just two little kids.

Who don’t know how to be with each other.

Perhaps one day we will,

Perhaps never.

But I am always thankful you came along.