She has to call him Darling for one last time.
Separation is a must.
She ought to travel in a rush; winter will always be there, and she is a fragile flower.
She scarcely retained her petals.
Her lover swore for endurance, but he lied.
She testified for love, but if she lingered, she would drown.
He was a violent storm, and she is a delicate flower, they were never fated to remain.
Separation is a must.
She has to call him Darling for one last time.