Do you have miss?
When you spread the seeds of love
I kept guarding, I showered with poor beads of sweat
the shoots are rising
join in witnessing for our love
But now you dry and wither
Nutrition only flows through my pulse
And increasingly lush green on the breath of my life
Do you grow roots in your leaves?
or is it extracted from being squeezed from the shade of the next plant
Is this love only in the left heart chamber, so your heart has no taste?
while this longing is more torturous
And suffocated between your winding twists and turns.
Oooh, I just realized that you chose him
unrequited love