Tragedy
Youthful as we be, immature as they might perceive.
Despite this, we were aware there was an undeniable force of attraction that could shake the world and if apart, hundreds of nations shall fall and despair.
What we built for a long time became a palace of paradise that when turned into ruins, these walls shall fall harder upon us.
History can be kept.
But I would fight for us even if I repeat thousands of reincarnation until we could never be apart
than wonder as I stay still in this world without a reason to live,
reminiscing the most precious memories kept close to our heart like the mesmerizing poems,
and feel that indiscribable stinging pain of a dagger brushing its tip on the heart like an infinite punishment
A constant reminder that were we not as kept as these history would be my imprisonment.
