I am so sorry for the misery in my words
they do not claim the unhappiness
that has completed my loneliness
it only acknowledges the breaking points
within my days of hope and laughter
the days I do see the sun behind the clouds
the days I do remember the privileged of my fate
the days I fight to let love live beyond my sorrows
you cannot see love if you haven’t experienced
the other side of the golden world
you cannot recognize the beauty of sunshine
if you haven’t experienced the rain with thunder and storms
only then we can embrace the warmth of the sun
and treasure every ray of light like it’s the last
we will see in our memory
