You used to be lukewarm to me, and I used to be indifferent to you. In this way, they lived their lives respectfully.
I would resist at first, but every time I would get scarred. Gradually, I began to be quiet and stopped struggling. I was like a bird in a cage, living there all my life.
Another person appeared, and he started to treat me well and gave me freedom. I started to like this feeling, but you broke this beauty and made me return to darkness again.
I don't know if you really love me, or you are doing it for my family property. I really don't know how to distinguish such true and false love. Is it necessary to choose a true love?