You're my sun, one and only in this world
I bloom for you, but you make me thirsty
It's too late, too late
I can't live without you
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Beautifully written about the love that cant' be discarded.
You're lucky that you are questioning love, the circles of questions will confront you as hard as love. 'all pleasures can not compare with love's pain' I expect the day you metamorphose into a beautiful butterfly by your unique power of love.