Don't bow your head!
It gets even harder...

Look at me
and say that, what was incomplete.
Think of forbidden
and dream, as I do.
...

...
You are here again,
so realistic,
just, the golden dawn
takes you away
in the morning...

Be here now,
not there,
where there is nothing
but stars
and emptiness...
...

No!
I don’t love you!
I just like you, a little.

Your lips are sweet,
and your eyes are precious to me.

No!
I don’t love you!
I just like you, a little.
...

If you come away with me, I can promise you pain and disgrace,” I said. “But I will love you like no other can.

And what do you know of love?"
"That it must be a choice."
"Oh, my naive thief. " I pause briefly to meet his gaze. "Love is rarely a choice.

Love starts as a feeling,
But to continue is a choice;
And I find myself choosing you
More and more every day.