We were candles lit by the flames of our love
I marveled at the light we made
the heat we create
But candles met and soon so do we
I despaired at the air we took
and how our flames disappeared
And with the last dance of that flame
All that remained are wax stains
Forever a memento of scented memories
That I don't want to let go
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Yūgen
Fiksi PenggemarTheir marriage ran on borrowed time. The happiness they shared were memories of old. Blue are the days that they face since that fateful day. Borrowed... Old... Blue... Is it time for them to start something new?
