Let us dance along the suns and the moons
At the plane where they coincide.
Let us sing until the interference of our vocals
Go deep down to the Pacific bed.
Let us hit the notes until it reaches
The highest layer of atmosphere.
Let us smell the fragrance of each flower
Of every season we go together through.
Let us make the cuteness of our pair
Make the most gorgeous things
In this universe feel jealous.

Both sided is pretty. 
But it's not meant for the fact 
That "one sided is ugly".
One can feel both sides.
Letters can be written. 
But replies too come along
From the same person.
Feelings don't weigh anymore.
But understanding her does.
Tango doesn't need two. 
A fancy mind's eye works well.
The thought of "having her" vanishes.
Capturing her from far away 
Likely, respect emerges.
Holding back for her love
Lets u feel the decades.
You begin to feel the patience
As pride, not a shame.
Seeing her with someone 
Is not always sorrowful.
Every so often, you feel happy
For her happiness.
At all times, moving on is
Not a possible option left.
Rather, staying hush 
With hopes, kinda tranquil.
You feel fortunate for being friend. 
For the reason that
"YOU ARE NOT A STRANGER, THOUGH."