Comments about Anyim Mobuchi Noble
But, It Is Over Now
In my shy eyes were the confidence of pure affection,
As endearing words blurt from deep within.
Oh! How I loved you, first and ferociously.
If only you had not been a fool,
Just maybe, you'd have felt it too.
But you prefer the dainty flowers,
While I ruefully wait by the corner.
They have made a plaything out of you!