i know ill die without you,
without me.
i know my brain is not working anymore.
not hungry, not thirsty, not even wishing to.
right now, ill take to the moon.
and ask it, if im allow to stay there
cause my dead needs a real place to be.
i wish i could die with you,
but you are never here.
thats why im going to the moon alone,
to be ,forever a yellow fish.
by nanasong
