III. ONE-SIDED CONVERSE

I rarely wrote to you or mold you in my canvas,
Let alone to have you be the subject topic in my verses
But truly, I did desribe you in the thoughts of my prayers
If this is my last attempt of reaching you out
Please know, your image was made so perfect in His
I found you most agreeable by design
Did you find me the same way?
Simply afraid you're gonna come to your senses
So decidedly that I'm not your equal
Nonchalant as Fitzwilliam, heartless-looking

See, I'm stubborn as Eliza
I'm just a kid, know nothing about real world and love,
But old enough to be a girl trapped
Most time in her own world ...