Sequel to the complete story of incomplete love

She was so innocent,

she captivated me with her smile,

with her lowered eyes,

she made me hers in an instant.

The handkerchief she placed,

that seat became hers,

she cast her eyes on me,

and I too became hers.

There was grace in her words,

she felt like one of my own,

whenever she'd ask about my well-being,

smiling so simply.

There was modesty in her eyes,

a pang in her words,

how could I not fall apart?

There was a charm in her hair,

when she came from "you" to "tum,"

it felt like closeness.

In her angry questions,

I found my answers.

We both played our parts so well,

hiding our words from each other,

our silence gave the thrill of conversation,

our eyes spoke more than words ever could.

She would speak through gestures,

she held the emotions of love,

her playful movements were like a child's,

her words made everything feel magical.

For whom did time stop,

if now it's stopping for me,

we shared a few moments of happiness,

and I smiled, holding onto them.

My heart became entangled

with the tenant of my heart,

in my innocence, I bound myself to this pain,

for tenants never see the home as theirs,

and I gave my heart to a stranger.

Now the time has come to say goodbye,

the time has come to stifle my desires,

so many emotions and words stayed locked inside,

and thinking about it, tears fell.

I tremble just thinking about it,

I'm afraid of losing her,

what will happen on the day

we have our final meeting?

Even though it was false,

her reassurances gave me comfort,

I knew we'd never meet again,

but I still held onto hope.

The candle of hope was burning,

spreading light in my life,

it had been burning for a long time,

but now it flickers, on the verge of going out.

When she leaves with a smile,

I'll fulfill my duty too,

even if the smile is false,

I'll smile and say goodbye to her.