Seasons And Reasons

vii.

"That night, I was busy compiling all the points that bind the constellation of my studies. You were asking about a certain topic but I was too occupied with those points. You get off and I never am aware you were until our warmth ran cold. Later on, the clock just ticked and I'm then boomed of my forenamed faults. And that's my mistake. If I only knew that that was the last time, I should have lent a second to answer your question or even give attention to it. Now, I'm the one who suffers: Getting colds amidst summer;z even freezing during winter. But darling,

Like how you believe that stars vanish in the morning, you also don't learn that my love for you never fades away the moment sun, he, lit up your darkest days."

— Stars Never Vanish