I was by his side and walked with him throughout his life. But it never entered his life or his feelings.
I am like a flower blooming in the corner, witnessing the years that have tampered with his appearance, and witnessing the ups and downs of his life. But never entered his and her story.
My existence may be to make up for her lack, but I have never taken her place.
He said that I am like an orchid, calm, intelligent, virtuous and gentle. Even if I bloom in a corner, I can't hide my fragrance at all.
But he doesn't know, why don't I want to be a woman who dares to love and hate like her? Why don't I want to give up all the names of virtues just to keep him by my side... But I know that he won't be happy. And I am willing to give everything for his happiness.
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