II

Vaguely to be cleared on what to be felt
To remorse a flawed heart
As it turn into a paragon of what was once cynical
Beyond this conclusion is bound to happen
What was before is opposed to now
Oppressing each and every factions of a dearest heart

For you are still the pages on this sacred bound
For every words was in fact a piece of yours
For you were the local point of cynosure in heart
....Unfinished...