There is a set of Conflicting contrasts about what I feel for you
The first, a resentment for the hopelessness in our paths not crossing in love
And the second, an obsession for the sustenance of your life cycle in my heart
But the sweetest of all these my darling is the freedom in your lips setting free the locked away smile, and running to my heart with such affection.
It's no wonder when I laugh or cry, I shed tears because in each case you heighten the emotion.