I cannot put into words, but it must have begun when I first saw you
I’ve know that you’d come to break my heart, a love that doesn’t surprise much
A love that doesn’t get my heart racing, nor break my heart
A love that complains of boredom occasionally, although this kind of love is ordinary
Do you know that I want to experience it? As it makes me hate you when you ignore me
I don’t want to continue but you already know I can’t live without you
Because I don’t want to burden you, even now I stay by your side with sadness
You want to say some others thing but, what if I were to tell you firs that I loved you?
I wonder what kind of expression you’ll have then, only with verbal y expressible love
Would you comprehend my heart?
If you wish...
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