Deep is the love, with which I bind
my emotions, the relation so sweet
Perhaps, more than the sugar,
sometimes bitter as the guard-
With memories together, and those leg-pulls
I relate to someone, close perhaps to the heart,
yet don't want to express,
nor feel what that butterfly-feeling feels like,
As if that someone I love, would fly away...
to some distant land, leaving me all alone,
Would I be proud of those feelings I felt someday?
Would I be glad I loved someone
so deep that I forgot the identity I had held once?
And I would be lost into a world,
where those happy faces would haunt...
No! I feel I will lose myself, if I ever think
of how sweet this life is, with someone,
and the only one who makes it up for the whole world.
I struggle hard to let go,
yet find myself drawn upon that thing they call beautiful,
I love, love to try, to bind up myself to this imagination,
they call love.
Yes, really,
It's too hard to forgive...
