there were none

I've decided this long ago,

that I will take you the way you are,

that every flaw is a friction of perfectness,

that every dark will comfort us,

if we have each other.

then you said you were happy

and I took nothing, not once, for granted

every meals, every movies, every songs

one by one went by

and I thought I was happy

when did I lose your hand I've never noticed

but when I sat all alone, my thought wandered

I didn't want you anymore, not like this.

You're unperfect, that's okay by me

but you made me a stranger to myself, that I couldn't take

I guess the magic has lost.

or that was just how life goes by.

I had a lot for you once

now, there were none.