Maybe it's a little sad.

The night of the 14th.

Just like the moon of the 14th.

Followed by utter darkness,

a night that sheds brightest of the light.

He was the night of the 14th. 

-Fa

Vividness.

I was unable to understand 

anything besides him. You know?

He was vividness in an intense blur. 

Like I was chained, and only he

 seemed to have the keys.

This was the extent of my

madness for him. 

- Fa