A happy sunshine of love,
Turn to become a fake hope,
How I love to relieve it even though,
It's now just a shattered dream.

The storms came,
But I still washed ashore,
Empty emotions came over,
My withered heart came to ache more,
Was it the end or so I thought.

The hope one's lost came again,
although not a sunshine it was a spring,
don't know if it's fake or true,
I hope it to be my side.

Once empty emotions came to become a prism,
reflecting a new sun it shined, with a miracle brilliance, fascinating the world through it's mesmerizing shades.