A Flower I Am
— I am a flower dreaming of the moon
with the fireflies stuck in the vivid blue sky,
Someone is singing while I cry an ocean.
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"Why are we humans so obsessed of remembering things?"
"What do you mean?"
"You like to capture photographs of the things you think are beautiful and take notes of the things we have to do sooner or later. Have you never thought that maybe we forget things because they aren't really worth remembering? Like its really meant to be forgotten?"
"The world is beautiful, Apollo. Don't you want to remember every inch of it for your next lifetime?"
"You are so beautiful. Of course, I would always want to remember you, my Elos."
"I meant this whole big view in front of us."
"I don't want to remember any of it. This world isn't for us."
"The world may be against us, Apollo. But it gave us this chance to meet each other, don't you think?"
"We met because of we're meant to be. Not because of this world."
"Hmm, whatever you say."
"I love you, Elos."
"So do I, Apollo."
