A love so strong it doesn't need to be returned to be valid.
The one who always gives doesn't lose or forbid.
Sometimes the offerings are enough to build
a sense of gratification that is pure and sacred.
It may be petrifying to others;
and may correlate with some.
You may get confused and wonder,
but in my world, you'll never be lonesome.
For this is who I am:
I'm hard to love,
but when I do,
I do it really hard.
I didn't mean to overwhelm you;
I just wanted to be true.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem