A swan song that only blooms at night
Use long-lasting fragrance to wait for you to look back and give me a touch of tenderness
Your determined but empty smile and your distant eyes
The elf of the night, the stubbornness without hesitation
Waiting for you to look back
But I'm waiting for your retreating back
Did you hear that? The bitter floral fragrance is my gentle sob.
Forgetfulness of love
It's best to hide your inner thoughts until you can't even find them in your subconscious mind
A daylily is you
A pittosporum is me
So God only took me...