Viour
By Yvole Reverie
To the dearest, one and only—
To the star that shone brightly,
To the voice that calm the storm,
To the rose that bloom in summer.
Fear my voice, dearest celestial—
Your name will be engraved in evergarden.
Viour, though your heart is pure,
Fate always has its way to shatter—
Even if your smile is the brightest smile,
I fear it might disappear
Void creep up to my veins,
Separating us as one could not be happier
You shone my world brightly,
As I drowned deep in the void.
For once, in my life—
I thought an angel greeted me.
Yet ruthless dream was shattered;
By the lasting line between us.
The joy of melody, haunt my world
Yet when it was your joy, it bring warmth.
The hole between us is huge—
Still, I throw the glory I endured.
Just to be hold by the sun of my world
Just to be loved by the star of my void.
Though I wonder, will time everlasting long?
No one could answer, none.
I, Yvole, willing to give my void—
For you to intertwine.
Viour, you came bring warmth,
Warmth that scared me to the doom.
Once I thought my heart was doomed—
But time revealed its opposite.
I thought what I wrote will only be void.
To my surprise, the lingering light still exist.