And choose the perfect words,
To paint my vivid feelings,
To make you fathom,
This unfathomable heart.
I wish I could pour out,
These pent-up emotions,
Like strong coffee into a cup,
To make you taste my
Imperceptible pain,
The pain of seeing
This red rose blooms,
Burgeoning day by day
Despite your absence.
I know you will never reap and keep,
And see its tears seep,
But there it still grows for
You.
-Nuruljannah-
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