Is love far away,
or longing too close?
Like paper planes we fly
who will part the most?
How many regrets is it going to take?
It’s easy to get up and leave.
Wait until you want to turn back,
like paper planes we were naive,
both falling down a silly track.
I wonder, try to remember
How long has it been?
14 springs saw our white jasmine tree,
one more year, and you win.
How did you spend years without me?
At least in afterlife, I hope we meet
someone please burn and mix our ashes!
Before the unscrupulous wind
comes and blows and scatters.
Two and a half words written on my wing:
`miss you, yours..