Sayonara! Poem by Desert Life

Sayonara, sayonara…
O Comforter of my heart,
It is time for you to go,
Like the passing of seasons,
This spring will not last,
We can't stop the daily sunsets,
Golden autumn is impatiently waiting.
When next winter come,
the pure white snow will fall again.
When the new spring reappear,
I hope to be standing in this garden again,
though I maybe alone…
I will cherish those unforgettable moments with you,
and these sweet red roses will surely bloom again as witness,
to the meeting of hearts,
Who comforted each other so much,
But yet impossible to be together.