That she, my favorite person, modern poetry.

It's time for a cup of tea

I listened carefully.

Her exhortation

Like tea.

The warmth that flows into my heart

I'm sorry about that.

Every common word

Although I am young,

This is beyond words.

What kind of love?

But I have to know

The feeling she gave me.

I often sigh.

Her dedication

You can do so much.

I am hesitant about her.

Meticulousness and tolerance

I'm not interested either.

It always breaks her heart.

I'm ashamed.

Choke with sobs

I woke up in the dark once.

Silence, unable to sleep.

moonlight

Decorate in front of my curtains

What originally belonged to beauty.

Now I'm scared.

Afraid that one day it will dawn.

I can't find her.

I just want to.

In the days to come

I can love her more.

The one who gave me everything.

My mother

The person I love most