It simply can not be stopped. Today I tried to hide that I like you, and how you make me feel. But I can not. I did manage to do it, though. Looks can trick you; I can trick you then. Just like I did with the sunset today, and that was accidental.

Just watching you makes it all worth it. The smile, the gaze; I like your redness. Every time, you start twisting me. I like to think it is all the way I thought in the beginning. But everyday, the crystal of this reality shatters more and more.

The only place where all these shards turn into a shinning and beautiful crystal is in my dreams. In my dreams, you’ve had the same personality as in reality. And still, I get hope there. You thrill me with an unexpected and wonderful turn and I don’t feel pain. But it’s day, and I’m pressing the shards against my hands.

All that is left for me to pick are the shards of the lost hope. The shards that cut my hands when I grab them. The shards that make me bleed and feel the reality. But…even if I actually had this chance, I’d leave. Only some months are left, and it’s all beginning to turn gray. It’s depressing that I’ll have to say: goodbye, colors. Goodbye, young red one.

Upon leaving, all will turn to gray. All the colors upon leaving, all will turn to gray.

Twisting me…