Beautiful and independent as a rose

I always think about him.
I lose my mind and intellect.
I was so happy next to him
Until he left without regret.

He forgot everything he promised
And as well as everything was with us.
He forgot everything that he said.
I hate him but my feelings don't pass.

And I don't care whether he loves me
Doesn't matter what he feels to me.
I'll try to forget everything that was
I'll be proud and inaccessible as a rose.


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