Have you ever loved someone? You knew that this love was not allowed by the world, you knew that he would never belong to you, you knew that you might be despised by the world, but you still wanted to love him wholeheartedly and desperately, and even you were surprised by your persistence.
It feels like holding a rose with thorns in your hand. You know that hugging him will hurt you and be riddled with wounds, but you are still willing to fall for him. Even if he has no love for you, you are willing to be hurt by him, just for the happiness of even a second.
With sweetness, guilt, shame, and sadness, you want to tell the world that he belongs to you, but you can only stand in the corner and watch him silently, pretending to be someone who has nothing to do with him, all because he is married.