"As the apricot tree of the forest, so is my beloved between the sons. I dwell in his shadow and desire his sweet fruit for my palate. -- (SS2:3)
When she's saying, oh that she wants only me-
Then I wonder why she sleeps with my friends
When she's saying, oh that I'm like a disease
Then I wonder how much more I can spend
Well I guess, I should stick up for myself
But I really think it's better this way
The more you suffer---The more it shows you really --care,Right? Yeah!
