Why is it always her?..

I couldn’t even face her…
I never suspected her,
and when she came upon my sights {low echo sound}…

She hit me like a wall~

[Smokey hollow chamber] a bullet through my heart

(I’m) humiliated.
a dangling puppet,
a fool.

My body stood still.

 

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There He Is

There he is.
Now in color, turn to other.
I see him after meeting her.

We met inside a container, off a double reflection; off the mirror; near the door.

Levels.

She shows Herself to Me

She (We) has her own memories.