Maybe in the next life,
Can I be the flower he picks from the garden,
Places it close to his heart,
Kisses it softly with his lips,
And gives it to his lover?

Maybe in the next life,
I will be the witness of his true love,
His unconditional love,
His divine love.
Perhaps, even if just for a brief moment,
I do deserve to be the conduit of his hopeless love.

~Yukee