Someone spacial asked me, why do you love?
No words I said, since I keep her above.
She is the someone and the someone is the she.
I was mum perhaps she could hate me and flee.
So I decided no to open my mouth and let her be free,
She loves me or not, but I do, is a different plea.
Thus I thought don't let the issue unfurl,
Because she has been my precious pearl.
To conceal my agony, was my decision,
So that it will emerge our new horizon.