In a world where no one is ours.
I want someone who will love me like flowers.
Amidst a pile of broken pieces of my heart
He will come carefully to collect
and convert them into a piece of art.
I've always given,
but now I wish to receive.
The kind of love
in which I believe.
It's like a blanket
which provides warmth on cold days.
And like a poet
whose words will always praise.
So don't be scared,
come close to me.
Just, love me once.
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