When he married her, he was sixteen and she was only fifteen.
He is an unloved concubine, a helpless sick man. But she never left him.
He vowed to make a difference and make her the happiest woman in the world. For this reason, he resorted to all means and did all kinds of bad things.
But when he fulfilled his original vow and had everything, he lost her.
Flowers are ready to be broken when they bloom, but don't wait to break branches when there are no flowers left.
This is a poem that encourages people to cherish time, but I wanted to use it to write a story of loss.