I'm not yet finish writing because of you,

I'm not yet finish loving you from afar,

All of these feelings aren't done yet--

From seeking you and wishing you to come back.

The words that became my foundation;

Aren't forgotten yet,

Even the smiles you gave me;

Aren't removed yet.

You are my not yet;

My certainty and my possibility.

Us is a not yet--

Not yet authored but already ended.