He does not care if I am crying.
My salty tears are a trifle.
He won't embrace my shaky shoulders
and won't vow of his feelings.
He won't touch my neck, that's lonely.
and never kiss the lips , so ripe.
I hope gods will have some pity
and will erase him from my mind.
I'm cursing life , the day I saw him.
it is a torture , I'm in pain.
I wish I could reveal my secret.
alas, it won't be understood.