Happiness' bursting, Sorrow's leaving
Anger's fading, Love's growing
All of this I feel for you
In this pot of stewI'm not a cook but still I cook
A cup of sweetness, little bit of salt
A dash of spice and a little taste from a bitter pastA stir that twist what fate has made
A scoop of jealousy to strengthen trust
A fire burning for one's loyalty
And a casserole to hold it allA soup to remind us of our love
A soup with ingredients from you and me
Mixed emotions, Fresh start
Our soup serve with love
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