Being burdened with the darkness of my youth,
Just as if being suffocated under the dreadful abyss of the ocean.
But, dear my beloved,

Like the peculiar aroma of the first petals of spring,
You bring me back to my senses.

Like the first glimpse of the shining sunlight of summer,
You lighten up my hope in happiness once again.

Like how crunching leaves break the quietness of autumn,
You stir my world up with your youthful energy.

Like the sheer cold, but yet so warm, of winter,
You freeze that deep ocean of sorrows and regrets so I can pass through it.

Dear, my spring aroma, my summer sun, my autumn leaves, my winter warmth,
Upon your good deeds,
As natural as the circulation of four seasons,
As flowers bloom to cherish the spring,
To cherish your tender heart,
What choice do I have but to love you back?

#Tomyflutteredheart