like a feeling of love,
and I haven't felt love for a long time.
which really disturbed me...
so I wrote a poem
A light figure, stands in dark.
This, the girl, that broke my heart.
So love, so little, so much hate
still, a strange attraction, perverted, like rape.
A memento of what I took like bait.
sadness in a moment of happy
and loving as she hates.
