You're taken
in my personal space
In My heart, that pieces crumble
of your love,
and Collected ,.
and my days repeatedly
with more love.

Your apparently beautiful appearance,
That repeat every day in my head.
Are those pieces beautiful puzzles
They come together in my daily passage.

my feelings teasingly ask me
Whether I can only carry these emotions with me.

Or I have these feelings
Should keep saving with my own.
Or that I have them with you
also allowed to ring?

Of course it is you who determined it.
But you're the only one
Which I have in my head
repeat daily.

You are the best story
That I am a thousand and one times
in my day pick up.