Solution
by Ren Concha
The spaces between our fingers

The emptiness that lingers

This intense emotion of neither happiness nor sadness

This poignant eyes desperately yearning for belongingness

A human being living with such history

Suffering the ruins in deep solitary

How could she ever be brimming of radiance

When the riddle of love is an extreme hindrance

Such puzzles entwined preordained to torment

The labyrinth of unknown serpents as opponent

Each moment left in wide isolation

Appears this anxious feeling of desolation

Apparently you are the only answer and resolution

To every problem of mine that needed a solution

Probably you are the answer to the riddle

And the path to the labyrinth's puzzle

Play the role you are predestined to in my life's tragedy

and Make the rest a worthwhile transformation to romance-comedy