Bittersweet Reunion

The Freshwater Lake

Bitterness lingers,

longing clings like soil.

I watch my tears fall,

unwilling to open that old book.

The me that drifts away—

your heart tightens.

The you slipping beyond reach—

my heart finds no home.

In this tangled world,

we once struggled with all our might,

paths knotted,

no way back in sight.

At the turn,

we meet too late, regret in hand.

Hands clutching what cannot be forgotten,

our embrace, a quiet rain of tears.

I remember you—

eyes bright, moonlight flickering,

lighting the desolate corners of my heart.

I remember me—

flushed cheeks, sun-drenched rice fields,

awakening millennia of solitude in your soul.

In silent gaze,

no waves, only blessings.

At last, we find fate’s resting place,

and walk together into the freshwater lake.

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