As the blossom scented candles
shed light to this once-empty space.
Allow me to defy this pulsating force bridging between the two of us.
For the last time,
let me draw eternity out
of the coffee drops we shared
on the once dainty table.
After all, everything will be
as dull as our greyish old portrait.
For no longer will the stars cast its
blissful rays on this gloomy Monday eve.
You’re just three steps away,
still I can’t see you.