The Third Wish Must Stay Unspoken

Who says love needs only an instant,

while eternity lasts no more than a quarter hour?

When we part, you won’t pine for me,

but when we say goodbye, I’ll shed tears.

Standing with you before the same cake,

perhaps this will be the last time.

My tears melt into the cream, bittersweet.

For my first wish, I hope you’ll be happy.

My tears meet the candlelight, dimming it.

For my second wish, I still wish for the same thing as the first.

At last, my eyes meet yours.

Do you believe

that my third, unspoken wish

will be the one attached to the coin

I toss into the wishing well...