This is, how much I need your love, translated…
I’d Offered You My Love
To the Oceans by the Cliffs
Hearing those Favorite Tunes of the Oceans & Mountains
Making a Few Comforting Dishes
love, washed away…like this, and, eventually, the love would be gone forever! Photo from online…
If the Skies are Sunny We would
Open up the Windows & Doors, Clean the Rooms
Picking the Leaves Off the Ghost Plants Using Them as Décor on the Walls
Allowing the Time to Turn as it Well
Like how the Formosan sika deer Chewed Down the Mulberry Leaves
In the Tracks where the Fires Dissipated
Having the Oceans Kiss the Years in Warm Embrace
If it Became Foggy
We’d Live in the Blurriness
On a Second-to-Second Basis
Giving Your Love to
The Oceans I have by the Cliffside
And this would be, an UNEVEN kind of love because you rely on the other individual to offer her/his love to you, and, if s/he doesn’t love you anymore (b/c people can change in less than a split second???), then you’d be, left without anyone’s love, including YOUR own, ‘cuz you’d never, learned to love yourself, you’d, relied on someone else, to give you the love you needed, and that’s, never good!
Life, the Obstacle Course 