Will it be bearable
For my heart
To see your afterimage
If I believe
That it was love
After all?
Will you disappear
If I touch your face
With my fragile heart?
Will my eyes trace back
Every picture of you
Inside my mind?
Will I be left in solitude
With stains of your colors?
Fading into oblivion
With all the love
And it's Afterimage.