I love you for the way you are,
Please don’t ever change,
I just want to hold your hands,
Can’t tolerate when you are afar.
I am not a pessimist like Conrad,
Yet my eyes feel like dying,
When they miss your beauty,
Which is akin to a naive bud.
I love you because you ‘are’ my breath,
Parting is impossible, I’d rather embrace death.