That red string

You’re here and i'm not really here..
i'm dreaming and you’re the reality..
u smile for the summer..
i'm greeting for the autumn..
you're shinning like an ivory..
and i'm just the velvet blue..

you’re the sun..
and i'm just the queen of rain..

it seems so easy to define the words of “you and me”

but it seems also so hard to get our destiny bind in the red string

that link in our little finger

to state our path in the future..

we, are one

just like of what we’re dreaming on

in every breath we’ve taking

untill we pushed by the time and condition

in questioning our fate again..

are we believing in a soulmate, still?