How many times did the world begin again?
How many times must the world reapeat?
How many times will I watch you die?
I was becoming tired of the endless cycle.
Yet I cling to that endless cycle.
Drowsiness came over me…
Everything except the ground disappeared.
And the world was filled with memories.
Memories of everyone that existed.
One memory caught my eye, it was one of my own.
It showed the days when we were young.
I remember you yet I didn’t remember you.
Eyes filled with determination.
Eyes filled with fascination.
You were like a leaf in the water.
You were like a fire in the wind.
A mysterious shade of black,
And a calming shade of brown.
I loved every color of you.
~I’m going to see you again~
The ground disappeared then I fell.
I passed through each memory of us.
Yet I couldn’t figure you out.
You loved the world so much you were willing to die.
~You gave yourself up for a world that was going to end anyway.~
I hated that part of you.
Yet I loved every part of you.
I didn’t want to lose you.
Each memory started to wither.
“Deleting” a voice said.
And then the world ended.
Then I would forget you again.
But that came after being with you again.
And it would say: “New game”
Then we will finally meet.
Why ? Why isn’t it starting?
I need to meet that person.
And so the world stayed like that for 3 long years.
In a familiar place I knew.
“I challenge you” a boy called out to me.
He reminds me of someone.
Surely I’ll meet you here too.
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