my lonely love stretching out like a violin's bow to this cute little island, cosy and warm
making the sad heightening sound, which is fluttering in loneliness
but for you it is a dirty octopus tentacles trying to reach you with lust.
forgive my love one more time again.
i feel it when you are happy, i think. i feel when i upset you, i think.
i can't do anything with myself, i am driven mad about you
you are so kind, i appreciate it,
but it's not enough, the pain is painful anyway
but i am happy to be your friend, living with your kind words, keep them as a treasure, deceiving myself sweetly every time.