Your Eyes Are Like Two Aprils Poem by Always Alone

Your eyes are like two Aprils. How possibly could I murder the April in your eyes?
We were destined to be together sweetheart, in spite of what has been.
The garden would have no choice if its branches sprouted leaves
This love was the light inside us. It would accompany us and our talks.
It has caused us sorrows. Yet, we still need it.
Even though it could cause us more sorrows and tears. Hold out your hands to me, you are my lily and my love, in spite of what has been….