My beloved friends,
Your temperature warms my inner side of coldness.

Our distance shortens from a mile,
To a centimeter.

Your heart has melted,
Since we met at the corner.

You wish that we could share the same feelings with each other,
Like the sun shining in the sky.

The sun is always in the far east,
Waiting for the next meeting with the moon.

However, it never happens at the same time,
Unless the world is frozen by the time.

The scene is fading away,
Until the end of time!

© jack05234