Once a pon a time, there lived Lucas and Tom.
They were walking through the forest to find some fruits to eat.
Tom: You know what? I am going out with a girl.
Lucas: Really? Is she bad?
Lily, your name.
You're favorite color was purple, wasn't it?
Purple like a rose, lilac, lavender and your hair.
Pencil, pen, shirt, shoes, even your heart.
Everything near you was purple, like your hair.
'If you see something,
I am a coward, so I can't even say it,
Her reddish lip was like a rose in spring.
Her blond(e) hair was like a sunlight in summer.
Her eyes were like an old leaf in autumn.
Her spotless skin was like a snow in winter.
Yes, I am okay.
Yes, I am happy.
Yes, I am not angry.
Yes, I am not upset.
Everytime you compare me with that girl.
Everytime you say that my test score is really bad.
Everytime you say that I have to stop saying like this.
Everytime you don't understand me.
I really like you.
I remember you're friend saying that
your favorite color is black.
After that day,
I want to die.
I don't want to see that person again.
I don't want to do that.
I don't want to see them walking away from me.