I have kept my whole youthful heartbeat deep in my heart and never dared to express it openly.
Countless times I glanced at her back secretly, burying my little love in getting along day after day.
This secret love, which only I know, has no confession and no result.
In the end, I could only stand in the distance and quietly watch her move towards a future that belonged to others.
Full of worries, in the end there is only an unanswered feeling.
Purpose: To tell the story of a silent one-way secret love, and to describe the regret of not being able to love in youth.