Time.
Time can change (almost) everything.

My dearest friend, my dearest friend...
Ah, how I miss you!
Ah... How I wish I was young...
I can only get my youth when I am too much old.
But, again, time.
The time is infinite.
We got our whole lives. That's eternal.

Ah, my dearest friend!
I am quite a mistake!
My friends, my friends...
You're nothing!
But (almost) everything I got.
I am the trouble,
You're so sweet.

I miss you so much, real universe!
Ismália...

Where did the salt water go?
Where did the time bring me?

"Does anybody else in here
Feel the way I do?"

The Loveless Story Of The Sad Blue-Eyed Man

by some lonely angel

Part I - The Man

I've met a creature.
It was pretty quiet,
It was a pretender.
It was unexpected, and it was quite a masked creature.
It was a man.
He was a man, he was a lovely man.
And he was not an idiot.

Part II - The Hero

I've met a creature.
It was just like me,
It was my only friend.
It was just like me, just like me...
I once thought we were the same person.
It was a hero.
He was a bad man, he was an idiot.
But I quite loved him.
And he was the only one who used to make me happy.

Part III - Back to Reality

BUT
The problem is that the perfect, the wonderful hero...
He doesn't exist.
Ripped my heart out off;
Right where it is weak, right where it is naive.
Still alive only the man, no longer my hero.
So I go back,
Back to the sadness' clouds,
The lonely clouds.
Where it is home,
The place I know; the place I know it is home.
The black home,
The fetid home.