Sentiments of adoration chose not to tell
Afraid to be sorely broken as she fell
Yet doubts blended her thoughts,
Pondering, what if for it she fought?
Scared to sink in love so deeply
Aware, from ache she could not flee,
Not letting pain consume her,
Fearing greatly to suffer.
Secretive, but she hopes to be loved,
Seeking comfort, her soul now starves.
Like the land, waiting rain in this drought,
Still waiting for a thirsty seed to sprout.
Now asking, can this make her happy?
Or this would just swell her agony?
Does keeping feelings could please
Her heart which longs for ease?
In fate's right time, she said,
Yet questions still ran on her head,
When will these uncertainties be gone?
Will she cease doubting what she's done?
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