My Melancholia

inyeon

So you've told them?
I guess this is where our fate ends.
The fallen rain seems to fall harder.
Can I see the eternal sunshine once more?
Just to see your bright smile.
Cold air seems to engulf my heart.
Can the sunflower warm my frozen tears?

We sit eye to eye.
We tell each other how the years go by.
We laugh at our own silliness.
Telling how things could go differently.
But it's alright; that's how we discovered the existence of regret.
We discuss our plans, and I am confident that yours will be as bright as I hope for you.
As bright as your eyes, as bright as your smile.

It was a normal day in those four corners of the room.
We met; I guess that's how our fate gets connected.
It was weird how we were able to get together in that two-year period.
From small favors to big ones until we are inseparable.
We tell each other things depend on each other.
But only I know how I depended on you more.
Missing you, my starlight, the greatest star of my life.

I don't know and don't remember how we became friends.
I don't remember any particular day how we were able to get along.
But it was years ago when my world was in ruins.
You intruded into my single world, and that's all I know.
We call each other as lovers and names.
But one particular name I should call you is my friend.

I remember when I first saw you.
It was a game designed by the university.
As fate would call it, we are seated next to each other.
You were optimistic, and I am pessimistic.
Little by little, you were introducing a world that is new to me.
How could your brain even work?
I was baffled; you were mysterious as the first day I saw you.

I waited for you every morning.
What time will this girl come?
At those times, I resent you a little, but when I finally see you, all I could think of is your warm hugs and your hands clasped in mine.
Why did God send me this sunshine?
You were born in a cold climate, but I always remember your warmth when we are together.
And that's how a sunflower is rooted deep in my heart.

Fate played me well this time.
At those times, I was razing my kingdom to hell and to the ground.
God gave me two beautiful angels.
You've always told me that I did well.
Such simple words bring drizzle to my kingdom.
Calming and comforting the apocalypse within myself.
Such good kids, how did I ever deserve you all?

Planning how we would all reunite multiple times.
Guess our chances had run out this time.
I hope this final invitation may find you all.
And if it did,
Send me your greatest regards but know I'll always love y'all like a dahlia flower.

inyeon - It means providence or fate. But it's specifically about relationships between people.