A Poem You Never Read

To a man I've been loving more than ten lunar eclipse, In a cold morning and in a tranquill nights. You just never know, the most heartbreaking this is still twelve me. My unattainable sweetheart, you're my favorite book I forget the way to read it. Your face is so warm for me while I'm a stranger in your eyes. But, It won't be as loud as it was. It will even meet its silence. For every risks I have taken is rest at peace. she was right--I've lost my heart for a man who doesn't want it.