Between the buildings,
the ray of sunshine was omitted,
leaving a shadow on your red as a red cheeks,
as your eyes were teared down,
feeling the pains of the sunlight.

Your head was full of thoughts,
yet there was still a line of smile,
formed by the bits of patient,
you had once forced yourself to.

You looked so delighted,
with that hand that was in yours,
but wouldn't it be a little nicer,
if it was us in the first place?

How heartbreaking it was,
to see you in others embrace,
the way she held you so tight,
while the memories of our timeless night seems aimless.

You may forget my existence,
though I won't be confused,
I made you went through the roughest of roughest days,
but I secretly hope you didn't forget me.

Even though you will only remember me,
by the name of liar.