Utter Confusion
Two days of suffrage is far too long, even though it's first day has just begun.
She is not the one you are thinking of, but some other.
Why had I not seen this beauty before?
Had I been blinded in ignorance?
Her heart is broken and waiting for repair,
Yet I am not the one who can heal her.
Is it not true that time and age make no matter for love will find a way?
Yet with her merely one year has made the matter and never can I be with her.
My heart breaks out in utter pain,
For it can not take this emotional war.