Garden flowers are filled with sadness

I want silence to love you, but I'm afraid the hand complained, because he knows who I call in my prayer.

If shy to express longing, let the fingers together. Holding each other without saying, this waiting is avenged. You let it.
Not my silence a sign of giving up my heart, but your silence makes me ask again how strong my heart. If my departure does not make you miss, maybe my return is not something you wait for. If the earth stops spinning, will our love story be abandoned..