If I dry my blood dry for you,
if I run to the end of the world, just to say your name one more time,
my dearest friend,
will you return to me again?
If I ruin myself, so that I can save you,
if I ruin my happiness, so that I can snatch yours,
if I ruin my skin, so that I can mend yours,
my dearest friend,
will you return to me again?
If I drown in the edge of memories,
if I let myself get lost in time,
if I make it to you in time after hearing your voice,
my dearest friend,
will you return to me again?
I held your dead body to my chest.
I cried for so long,
called your name so many times
hoping so much,
that you would wake up and smile,
that smile that rivals the sun, the moon and the stars.
You would call me silly for crying,
and hold me tight.
If I break out my veins,
if I wash away your feet with my tears,
if I stop painting my excuses red in this rewind,
my dearest friend,
will you return to me?
Will I see you again?
Can I call your name again?
So that you would look at me one more time,
and smile again?
"Lu Guang! Over here!"
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[Lu Guang to Cheng Xiaoshi. Yes, Link Click brought back the poet in me.]