GOODBYE, MY DEAR.

DEAR,
there’s no need to question and doubt.
Or, I could say MUCH clearer ,
”YOU” are an evictee of my empire of love.
Clear?
Understand?


Oh,no! DEAR.
Don’t look at me with your stupid surprise.
Don’t grab me with your dirty hands.
From now on,
I’ll never be moved by your sweet talk,
I’ll never trust your falsity.


My dear,
Don’t cry.
Don’t ask me why.
And don’t do anything to urge me not to leave.
Because you must pay for what you’ve done.
Because many things are not like the games.
”Game over” should’t exchange another ”start.”
And I,moreover,will”delete” you and everything about you.

”DEAR,”
the last time I address you that.
”I can’t be with you anymore,and take care.”
What I wanna say is that.


Sorry,dear.
Because I wanna go find Thomas More,
let him bring me to Utopia.
Or...
I can create a paradise just belong to me.


Whatever,
without you,dear,
my soul can rest in peace,
and I can obtain the happiness.


So...
let me go, OK?
Goodbye, my dear.
That’s the last ”dear.”
surely,
absolutely.