The person I love is not my lover. Every inch of his heart belongs to another person. He is so happy, so happy and cruel. It makes me love and hate how his love is so deep. The person I love already has a lover. The look in their eyes told me that it was impossible. Whenever I hear him or her talking about us, it's like hearing the eternal mockery of love...
Concept: Unrequited love is the most heartbreaking
