Act II: Oakleaf Geranium

The Emperor

I cannot command neither the sea
nor the wind.
I cannot command every mountains or forests I see.
I used to wish to be the Emperor of this world, until I know that I couldn't.

I know that there is an endless sea in your heart and an endless war in your mind.
Those stars in your eyes for your stories told me so.
I know what I must do.

Now, my love,
though I cannot command this world,
let me command the storms of your heart.
Let me command the sea and harsh mountains that lies in front of you.
Let me be the one who end the war inside of you.

I know that everything before us is infinite.
The war, the storms, the distance.
Just so you know, my love for you too, is infinite.
But now, let me bend the distance and time that keeps us apart so we can heal our each other's wounded arms.

I must admit. Every single drop of your tears, are equal to those daggers tearing my heart apart. I bled for you.
Golden bones, silver blood, cotton heart.
It is all you. And I do love you sincerely.