Why Don't We?

Why don't we go back to those same old days?

You were unknown to me,

And I was unknown to you.

I beheld you for the first time and so did you.

What was our connection?

It was something new.

But deep inside our hearts,

we both had some sort of affection for each other,

fresh, pure and radiant like the dawn dew.

Why don't we look at each other again?

With a hushed hope to break the silence,

awaiting the perfect moment to speak.

Various factors wove chains of stillness,

nervousness, fear or anxiety,

everything restraining us from communicating.

Anyhow, pulling back the strength which was so weak.

Why don't we walk together again?

Those streets, full of gravel and shops,

let's not get confused by those many small paths,

dark winter mornings and fervid summer days,

also, the drops of rain used to drench us.

Wanting to grab one another's hand,

let's not get scared of people and society this time,

let's not care about the world out there,

but walk freely and script our own destiny.

Why don't we help each other again?

When you ask for the answer,

I shall grant it with certainty this time.

When I ask for the bus fare,

you shall offer it with grace this time.

Haunted by the spectre of rejection,

we shall turn it to embrace this time.

Even if we can't solve it immediately,

we shall patiently wait to solve it the next time.

Why don't we become stranger again?

I shall behold you with my hollow eyes,

you shall look at me without any feelings in your doe-like eyes.

You will get engaged in your real world and your own work,

I won't care whether you pass nearby me or not,

my attentions won't get seized,

and I will also anchor myself in my own endeavour without thinking about you,

You will keep smiling enchanted by your companions without my memories.