She appeared to me in your stories
as fragile as a wine glass-
that could be broken and fractured easily
with just a touch of hands.
But what I saw in her
when we secretly exchanged our looks for each other,
is a brave girl who is
beautiful, smart, passionate-
and loving you with a whole heart of hers.
I’m not sure if she’s your blessing or curse;
but she deserves to be treasured
as long as you could still love her.
Stay with her, cut the rope and let me go.
I’m giving up on you, the man – the story untold.
Let our chapter fold…