He lingers in the depth of my heart.
Someone who saw me
with his cold gaze-
that was putting me in a corner
of my wishful thinking.
He is the first one
who makes me question,
“Why does my heart still ache for him?”.
For years I haven’t seen him again.
Even so, I’m still begging
for serendipity to come to us.
Perhaps his cold gaze would alter.
Although the tiniest stardust also knew
that he never once had me
in his mind.
-daralight
