She loves him genuinely,
But he attempts to leave,
Now the depths of her feeling is unknown,
He shall not ridicule,
This damsel walks in her castle with no shoes on,
She needs her man,
She was hurt.
The damsel is in distress,
She misses the happiness way back then,
The chaotic feeling and the man she adore,
Her wounded heart,
Her fragile heart, now unknown.
She was exquisite and fierce before he attempts leave,
Now she’s grieving on her solitude,
They rise and fall from minute to minute, I remember.
Now, they are falling constantly.
She hopes for a chance, to form the love again,
The damsel made a choice,
To love him eternally,
Will he grab or reject ?
Will the two merge? Or go on separate ways?