All the thoughts can be withstood,
but not the thought of you with someone else,
wherever you are,
i won't be there to trouble your innocent eyes,
but, I'm sorry, I have to be,
to bear the torture,
as the thorny roses seem to be
the only food left for me to survive.

I had made enough of my castles,
you opened your mouth,
all shattered and fell to the ground.
a single word of "never",
will be able to break the thread of all of my dreams,
never thought.

I can't force myself on the thread of your dreams,
but you have been a strong knot
on mine,all along,
that i can't untangle, neither would i ever try.

come now,
no go,
no...I don't know, what I want,
and what will be a relief?
I'm not the one to capitulate,
but "love"...