I like you.
But I can't tell you.
Because I know—
On a tree full of pears
Never results.
I like you.
But I can't tell you.
Because I know—
A rainbow hanging high in the sky
Nobody can touch it.
I like you.
But I can't tell you.
Because I know—
On the track where the train runs
There will never be a boat passing by.
I like you.
But I really can't tell you.
Because I know—
Even if I know
It's torture for you, too.
Article 2: Unrequited love
When I am ignorant, I don't understand what love is.
I will always remember the young boy who passed by me.
The brush outlined his bright smile.
It is an autumn leaf-like rest written by emotion.
Delicate face
Always with a shy smile, crisp and charming.
Weak bookish,
It looks weak but charming.
This is so striking and irresistible.
Running time washed away my whole youth.
The heart that once repented has lost its former peace.
Add a little more restlessness.
Every time I pass by.
There are ripples in my heart.
Long-lasting colorfastness
How I want to write a poem.
Write down my waiting for him
Write the love that has already settled in my heart.
A word and a punctuation mark all represent my great concern.
How I want to let him go.
End this long wait
Break free from the wandering between love and not love.
Perhaps, my infatuation is too weak
Perhaps, because of waiting, I slowed down the pace of pursuing love.
Maybe I shouldn't love.
Because you said:
I will never be the girl you love in your heart …
Article 3: Unrequited love
I dare not say that I like you.
You've been breathing with me.
Never hugged you.
You have filled my memory.
Once I just stared at you silently.
Even if you like it again, you should hide it secretly.
Now I only write poems for you occasionally.
No matter how beautiful it is, throw it away.
All the time. I wish time would stop.
We looked at each other when you passed me.
The wind blew catkins that year.
Young eyes are full of poetry.
Looking for every insignificant sweetness
Although it was only in the big classroom, I copied my notes separately.
Happy days always pass by inadvertently.
I haven't had time to return it to you. I wrote the yearbook all night.
We all look naive in graduation photo.
Who can see me clearly? You know best.
Later, time flies.
It has been a long time since we said goodbye.
Only that distant figure occasionally appears in front of me.
You have become my exclusive memory.
I only heard that you have been working hard.
I heard that you have her, too.
I will never forget it.
I don't know who to talk to.
I once had a crush on you.
Article 4: Unrequited love
That year
I'm always by your side.
Raised skirt angle
Took it away, a breeze of missing.
You don't care either.
How sad I am to pass by.
From then on, in the album of youth.
Your silence is everywhere.
Want to be close to you
The closest distance to you
So return the ruler and borrow the eraser.
Pay attention to hygiene and ask questions.
You're still the same.
Lonely and strange you
Finally gave up.
Don't have the courage to get close to you
Don't bother; not interfere
I will forget you
It's like forgetting a game that never started.
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