A Poem You Never Read
To a man I've been loving
more than ten lunar eclipse,
In a cold morning and in a tranquill nights.
You just never know, the most heartbreaking
this is still twelve me.
My unattainable sweetheart,
you're my favorite book I forget the way to read it.
Your face is so warm for me while I'm a stranger in your eyes.
But,
It won't be as loud as it was.
It will even meet its silence.
For every risks I have taken is rest at peace.
she was right--I've lost my heart
for a man who doesn't want it.
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