A forbidden fruit
A star that can't be reached
An illustration to forge one to think of you
Have to outstrech my arms
So that I can grip you
But each time I set my heart
It was hell for me, It was hell for us
Because this time, I may not only hurt me
But I could also affront her
Our promised eternity turned to taciturnity
But you were my jovial tragedy
Two people that can exchange substantial amount of love for each other but can never be together, for me that's tragedy.
.Zach.
