The flow of water, how calming it is; But how susceptible to change, this pace, this rate, this

rate of movement on the water, is it fast or is it slow? No matter, for it is calm, calm unlike me.

The flow of sound, constant throughout; Voices oscillating, instruments playing The vibrato of a violin, calms my heart; Alas, what is this sound? This sound is your voice, how sweet and mellifluous! Yet carries such bittersweet meaning!

I want! I desire! I lust for you! But I know I can't... Hark, for this is unrecognized love. Look at me with those spiteful eyes of yours, those eyes I want to love and be tender with, I respond with such apathetic glares, these glares of mines, aren't worthy for you.

I look upon the water once more, it calms me it calms me greatly, whenever I see those ripples. But this calmness only makes me think more of you, this calmness of the water, reminds me of the calmness in my eyes And thereof remind me of how I act towards you.

My love! My Sweet! My Dear! How may I apologize? My apologies are frequent and heart felt Accept them and myself, but you can't, and I understand I am a detestable human being

I hear upon the voices and the instruments the violin trembling his notes, resembling my hesitance towards you; Should I go on or should I leave it?

This interesting little concept, why! why! why! Why must I think!? Why must I want!? This is what ruins it, my thoughts! The water and the sounds flow together and create dissonance, a harmony of bitterness.