[ The days have turned colder, this winter is crueller than others when all I can do is picture you in far lands.
My core solely finds delight in believing you are able to smile even in this weather. Summoning the sun even when it's unwilling solely to get a peek at your stunning visage.
A teacup would do just fine tonight as the moon will not be as warm as it is whenever you watched it from your balcony at the palace.
Close the windows and keep yourself warm, my delicate daydream. May you rest with ease while I endure missing you.
May you stay in good health, safe from any trouble the unavoidable night could hide. Yet even then, nothing shall bother that peace, for I am sure to hunt whatever bad it conceals. ]
"…"
[ These words will only exist in these sheets again. These will not reach your hands. Nonetheless, I wait impatiently for these days to end for one day… ]
'… oh… my love…'
[ Even if I need to force the day to come, we will meet again.
