Forlorn love

My reckless and desperate love

Floats among you without hope.

It seeks shelter,

But can find none.

It sails and swims,

It is forlorn.

In vain my love is,

“Time will heel” –

How people use to say.

But I can’t breathe,

I feel

Your presence every day.

Still, I will cherish the moments of spring,

Of blooming smiles and laugh,

Gathering them,

Composing

Into greenhouse of memories.

-Kita

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Σχολικό έτος 2013-2014