poetry: resigned but not willing

The corner is deserted tonight
I tried the quiz present
The bidder longs for the solace
Diengring melodic memories
Romantic moments we've ever been through,

The fragrance of your hair as you lean against me
Kissed again word-for-word
besinonim own silence
My soul is flying on an old bench
Witness your vow will remain faithful,

Wrap the outdated candy
the contents of which we have shared for two
Clarify if this park is ever ours
My tears fell

when the palm of my hand is right to feel where this seat you used to sit on,
How much do you want me to say how dear are you now?