mélancolie

everything still lingers
the annoying way you present your irresistible smile,
how cuddly you look that anyone wouldn't help to kiss,
and i would burst into tears upon your apologies,

this time i only wish i could swim into the past
and if this is not right, i beg for forgiveness
tormented would i be,
when the pictures could be recalled clearly,
but impossible any could be brought back into reality

or i'll just embrace everything here inside
learn never to take anything for granted
and i hope everyone would agree,
when i entitle this moment 'mélancolie'