"Burning sun and burning mind.
Frozen heart with frozen kind.
I see you and you saw me.
Where is you and me and we?

Oh, these cold hopes wither more.
Time and space make them so sore.
But what can I even do?
When I can't even see you?

The sun rises, floats, then sets.
Setting sun bleeds, then forgets.
The night thrives on hollow might.
My heart is now the dead night.