My secret lies
In the bottom of my heart
It indeed has a bitter taste
But also
Somewhat sweet

A pointy needle that pricks me
And
A sharp knife that stabs me
Has left me an
Unforgettable wound

Red and Orange and Yellow
Will burn in my heart
And will always remind me
Of the good and happy moments

A sour sensation
Pierces into my heart
And has left me
An erasable scar

I’ve never felt like saying it
With fear of others’ thoughts
But the truth is that
The person will always have
A special place in my heart.