My mind,
My body,
Constantly full of you.
My thought,
My dreams,
Constantly about you.
My days,
My nights,
Constantly reminding me of you.
My feelings,
My hearts,
Constantly needing you.
My life constantly spent on memories of you.
Past are they,
But they will never be gone,
My love for you is obvious.
Your love constantly forbidden to me.
Why?