Don't want the affair,
But I love him so I dare...

the balsa slowly
drifted away from the shore...

And it came, November.
The third time he asked a favor...

Everything was set up.
Spoon, fork, porcelein plates...

White papers all over
in the room's every corner...

For the eight time this year,
Where were you again...

Down the stairs, cold smooth tile felt under my...
as I eagerly waved my hand back and forth...

Alas, she fell for
the man of many lover...

I couldn't hate how
the scent of summer flowers...

the smile has left your eyes
I wonder where it went...

The white light was shining on me at that...
so I took a sip to drink that sober chance...

Family dinner or date with friends,
They were all asking the same...