With you, this rope-off zone matches.

Though, no matter how passionately you'd deter him, that guy's circle fatally mismatches yours.

Thus, he'd never react your familiar tactics, as your usual bland fishing it, you know.

Finally, you matches for me.

You take unaccustomed poudering your face lightly, do not try to play like girl who enjoys campus life!

Club's water you've ever ware could get him bar's bar's it fed up with so soon.

Coz, your flesh was traine by me.

Nevertheless, now you try to follow the guy, persistently.

Yes, I see, it's the time to give up your will switch, isn't it?

You'd used your hundreds of faces case by case.

But that your strategy must make him exhausted, you know.

However, still you'd try to follow him.

I've got to know your mind. Though I 'd never do so anymore to you.

But sometimes, when you are down and out, through his blunt attitude, otherwise make no money for him, as you like, you can contact me like those days.

Even if you have no idea around it, my side is never at that mode.

I'll anytime stand by you.

Well, good bye, otherwise, today is the last for us, mutually next occasion to reunion must be next life.

But it's no problem. At least this, hey you bring it in your handbag. Coz we're never mutually genuine strangers.

Sep. 9th.  2022

(This poetry is dedicated for You at 11years earlier)