11 - Puzzle

If you die and I survive,
You'd tell me to quickly forget about you and be happy.

I'm sure you'll always be a kind person.
I hate you for that.

If it's half-hearted love, you'll take me away just for love.
Don't pretend to be an innocent adult, wielding the weapon of kindness.

I want to touch your bare heart with my own hands, even if it freezes.
I want you to show me your inner world.
I'll take it all off too.

Like selling sand in the desert, you're always spinning your wheels;
I love you so much for that.

But something is missing, your words fall at my feet.
I'm not sure where to find the form I'm looking for, even if I pick up the scattered puzzles...

I want to touch the heart of darkness with my hands, even if it falls apart.
Please don't look at me like that.
I'm about to disappear in the smoke of a cigarette.

If I die and you survive,
I'd tell you to remember me until you die.