Goodbye my love

This body may have become accustomed to not meet
and you know, it does not happen in our hearts
because our hearts are never missed even a day to meet
Initially it's just a seed, small seed

However we often watered with the tears of joy
nurture it with patience
warm it with love, when the cold stabbed
and protect its vulnerable body with compassion

now those seeds have been enlarged
rooted down into the recesses of my heart
you know doesn't easy if I wanted to take it off
to remove the tree from my heart, down to its roots

but somehow you force me
you pull it out by force and make it disappear
only the roots left in my heart
and I'll clean it up before it became rotten

goodbye my love, thanks for all of the sweet memories with you

we always love you, my body, my mind, my heart...