Chapter 835
Disorientated
To recognize one's own feeling
It was too long they'd waited
What could have been beautiful
Was now warped and faded
Everything in life is not absolute
Nothing is preordained and fated
It's only with one's own self
That they've needlessly debated
They need to recognize the one
Once they've been located
Without them close at hand
The ride through life is serrated
Don't wait for the other's love
To be spelled out and translated
If both don't respond and act
That love will soon be vacated
Confusion will set in and stay
Only one's own self will be hated
As they are left feeling deflated
Leaving them forever disorientated
Nobody