I once had a wish

One I little knew was a myth

I wished to never with you

Make an encounter

But then you surfaced in a scar mask

Leaving a mark to everything I do

An end is made dead with

Your rhythm of remembrance

Of what I thought was long gone

You made appear again

In stormy-rain of thoughts;

"Maybe I should have

Maybe I shouldn't have"

I see, you will almost at all 

Times lie in ambush

So I wish another wish

To have less of you

If again I get to.