I love you so much, why is it poetry?

I love you, none of your business?

Even endless thoughts at night

Just for myself?

Won't bring it to dawn?

Maybe it can only exist in the dark?

I love you, none of your business?

Even if I'm standing next to you now?

Still carrying my eyes?

Don't want you to see it?

Let it hide behind the wind.

I love you, none of your business?

Then why can't I remember your smiling face?

But you see it indefinitely?

Are you unhappy?

Blooming just when I arrived?

I love you, none of your business?

Missing can't last until dawn?

So I choose to sleep?

See you again in my dream.

I love you, none of your business?

Eager to hide your eyes?

So I dodged?

Can't you see I'm flustered?

I love you, none of your business?

Really?

It only belongs to my heart?

As long as you can be happy?

My sadness?

You don't need to worry.

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Poetry appreciation

/kloc-this famous saying by Goethe, a famous poet in the 0/9th century, sounds overbearing, but it is still a popular concept in today's emotional world. This kind of lonely love is condensed in complete hopelessness and a little lonely joy. I love you, it has nothing to do with you! It sounds like such a contradictory sentence. Whether the times have changed or people have changed is inconclusive, but people's emotional expression is not as pure as before. ?

Some things are accidental, some things can't tell right from wrong, some things are involuntary, some things are lingering, some things are unimaginable, some things are presented in front of us, some things can't escape, some things touch our hearts, some things are still hesitating, and some things have already begun. This is love. ?

Sometimes I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you. With you, you can dig out the most beautiful things in my life, let me shine, let me shine, let me shine, let me like myself in the mirror. So you make me feel worthy of love, because you are the one who understands me and can make my life richer and better. ?

Sometimes I love you not because of you, but because I want to love and I need love. My blood is burning with passion, and you appeared at that moment, so I love you. Love is sometimes accidental, a specific time and space, a specific definition of love, an understanding of love and a need for love. ?

Sometimes, I love you because I can give you the love you need. The feeling of being needed makes me feel that my love is valuable, and my love is accepted and cherished. So I love you and the sense of accomplishment I can give, but it has nothing to do with you. ?