Two months passed
so quickly before I realised the summery of the story
You are just a person I met in dreams
who lead me wondering around the dreamland
I even don't know when the alarm clock was set and who set it
With the sound of the clock
My heart of glass got smashed
You've never heard the crashed sound
and how the pieces fell
The water flew out
Nothing left
Disappointment even wirled the steam away from the blue space
The heart
is fragile,is crumbly
It crumbles like cookies and bursted like balloons
I'm a clown standing there
whose left hand still grabs the line and right wet with water
staring at the fragments on the ground
Your face is still hanging in my mind
while no more could I say...