If the sound of me saying, I love you,
will make you angry,
I prefer never to speak of my sentiments.
If the feelings cannot be returned,
my heart will also let you go,
and I will forget the beauty of us.
Others said this can not last,
but to my regret, I turned a deaf ear,
the thought was imperishable.
Although, I must admit circumstances
have always made this bitter sweet,
and caused more annoyance than a paradise.
But you, who is reading this,
you shall not take the hint,
as you know nothing of my feelings.
I prefer you don't find out.
And always be my friend.
And at a distance I will love all that is you.
To confess a love would be torture.
That is why sometimes ... just sometimes
it is better to be silent, than to confess the truth.
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