Alone in the table,
while sipping brewed coffee,
and drawing imaginary lines in my head.
I was distracted when a young lady,
in her blemished look, came in the shop,
grab her seat and order her coffee.
If an angels were to come down,
perhaps she might be among them,
her beauty is adorable,
but her emotions speak I'm wrong!
I can feel her sighs, until it slowly
tore my heart down.
I wanted to reach her but my feet is reluctant.
As she bows down her head,
I felt as though I wanted to comfort her,
she holds her cup tightly, and I can see a drop of tears
streaming from her eyes.
How lovely she is, is the whisper in my head,
As I watched her in admiration, my heart beats fast,
and suddenly the tears came pouring from my eyes.
As she muttered words, I understood she was broken-hearted.
I realized I'm drowning in affections and I'm about to explode!
In my past experienced, I was an unlucky guy hated by my looks.
For countless courtship I tried, none was answered.
For all acquaintances I tried, the answer is always "No"!
But this moment, I realized who I am...
I am very affectionate, and wanted to lend help...
somehow, I don't want to see, that this angel would dislike me.
So I finished my coffee, stood comforting myself,
and I took my handkerchief, seeing it was clean and smells lilac.
I approached her and gave her my handkerchief,
I did not let her see me in my looks so I left her.
"Enough trying!" as I uttered to myself, and I cried.
