Have a strong heart to keep choosing her when she can't choose you. Love her, and only her, even when she's away.
In the gushing of his dreams, he strummed the breeze, calming the dark nights from the loud whispers of pain.
Bereaving of the death of love, embraced by the cold winters of the absence, to beg and to have failed.
I count the lines on your palm, and I found nothing but me holding you.
And in the ravaging storms, he is at peace in your love.