Kuro A.

Scouts

Two separate worlds

You and Me

Under the same atmosphere

A mutual feeling.

 

Two empty bottles

Me and you

A cup half empty

Together a cup half full

 

A sky full of stars

A million words

An empty sky

Like the one we broke

 

Heavy grains of sugar

Sweet promise

Heavy grains of sugar

Pay a heavy price

 

Hands will feel

But the blind can\'t see

Felt a kind face

But couldn\'t see in the dark

 

One world

Two separate atmospheres

One story

Two ends of a severed rope