White melancholie
On the other side of the drape that is fluttering by the wind
What I was trembling for
with a weak voice who's nobody
It was the 'loss' I noticed for the first time

Indelibly stained with a feeling of fear I can't get rid off
I seem to forget the warmth of that hand that was wiped away
The feeling of safety is taken away by the white walls
How many December do I have to see until it'll end?

By crossing paths I'll be able to easily make this crumble
So this is more fragile than I can express

Lightly I'm swaying in sadness
It's not reflected in the ever returning smile
Where to with the melancholie
The meaning of transitoriness, I knew my weakness I reflected upon
At the moment it's like I'm protecting you, like I'm huging you...
.
 I'm saying your answer is a lie
Laughing about my bad dreams
I'm simply enduring that I can't even breathe
I'm completely hiding my blocked words
Where to with the melancholie
The clinging wanted tomorrow is still blooming
Like the flame that is protecting you..
flickering .
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My grandmother before she left the world.
Waiting for the 'time'.. The family started acting really nice around her and that made her feeling melancholic even though everyone was being really gentle towards her. so basically all are about her p.o.v on how people can make you sad even though they're only trying to be nice and appreciate u more. I'm glad she won't be suffering anymore.. I can see that she was loved by everyone~
She had a peaceful face that day.. ;'-) The time we shared together are precious to me☆