In the blinking of an eye, there are no suspicions.
In the secret mental structures, there is no clue.
In the remotest imagination, no trace of her exists.
In the darkest night, there is naturally no thought.
Without warning, a disease with no prescription has attacked me.
Without any traceable leads, I am a victim of the unknown pain.
Without any help, the pain continues burning inside my bones.
Without telling anyone, I hope to control it and be myself once again.
If I was young, this is a problem for mum and dad to rectify.
If I had a way, I could have wished for something else instead of this strange pain.
But, reality has refused to heed my calls for help!
Reality has found me guilty of love and sentenced me to some silent tears.
Even when I wake up in the night, the pain strikes like a freezing chill on a broken tooth.
Sometimes I wonder how I managed to fall for this cute product of creation.
Sometimes I really wish this pain could just be tamed.
Is this the pain of love that some elders warned me about?
Is this the time I have found someone to cause pain in my heart with pleasure?
Is this the right time to let my cute model know how I feel?
Seasons will come and go, but the pain of love will still show the same reality.
Season will blossom into fatal reality should she respond with a cold shoulder.
Seasons will slow down their pace if she decides to mock my shy nature.
Seasons won’t be enough to make her understand how much I care.
Season will judge her cute self should she ignore my true feelings.
Mum, I wish you could guess what I am going through without interrogating me.
Dad, I wish you could be a shoulder to cry on without waiting for my call for help.
Uncle, I wish I could just open up and describe this fire I am keeping inside.
Aunty, I wish I could remind you how right you were about being confused when you are in love.
Grandpa, I wish you could see from afar, how hard I am trying to contain this new feeling.
The love of my life is knocking on my innocent door.
But I am not sure whether accepting her is the right thing.
My confused head keeps spinning and hurting my soul.
But she has no idea how hard I am struggling to handle this pain.
It is time to let her know how I feel and free myself from this bondage.
It is time I became honest with my feelings.
I am in love!