Love is Lonely

Secret Love

Secret Love
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I knew you conquered me
when I was looking at your back or silhouette
love was suffered day and night
I was silent
didn’t say didn’t sing
I like the natural combination

However
what perhaps belongs to me
glided gently and quietly from my eyelash

One day people told me you fell in love
I didn’t say anything
couldn’t say anything

At late night, I cried and then smiled
I gave the deep blessing to the blowing wind
Ah
until now I still believe
the secret love is the deepest one