Fata Morgana |ˌfɑːtə mɔːˈgɑːnə|
It left in a tempo as rapid as when it came.
The memories were ephemeral, the happiness fleeting, the smiles evanescent.
As soon as I retreated back into the night, into the solitude provided by the walls that surround me, the moments were well gone.
It was indeed too good to be true.
Blueaholic is listening to: f(x) – Red Light
(잠시만 숨을 쉬어봐
Try to breathe for a moment)