This scene of light and color has amazed me, yes. The structure, beat, and rythmn all flow perfect, yes. But, the one thing wrong is that آپ are not here. Not here to see it's beauty with me.
I stand alone in the color while my thoughts bleed from my mind. Oh how I wish that آپ would come save me. Save me from this beauty. It continues these lights, they flash and dart across my face. Mocking me, and teasing of their freedom. The freedom they have to اقدام and dance.
It is all that I do not have. That, and you. آپ used to make the lights of my life dance and اقدام and make the most beautiful array. Yet now all they do, these beautiful lights and colors, is bring me pain. I knew آپ weren't coming, I know آپ wont come. I know, and I knew, that آپ never did. I've tried to forget you, Ive tried to اقدام on. But, no, these lights and colors continue their eternal dance of mockery and mercilessness.