sad smiles, fake smiles, real smiles.
I have come to this peak, unbowed and undefeated.
and the house of cards collapse from a slight breeze.
I lost you. And I don’t know if I can find you.
my yearnings are all far-fetched dreams.
you are my treasure.
And Act Two begins.
it is waiting for someone to solve it.
Magic is not all sparks and happiness.
With you, I can ignore their whispers.