Under the moon we had met,
Felt a tug of heart when you bled;
Misunderstandings I'll never forget,
A ballad of words left unsaid;
When we had parted that sunset,
Your voice, my mind embed,
Eyes glassy and teary wet;
Lovers in love yet unwed,
A knot in the fated red thread*;
Whatever comes now ahead,
So, later I won't regret;
A thousand emotions in my head,
But I voice the single thought I had;
"Brighter than Maple leaves that shed;
Is your blush, a sweet cherry red."
–Nevaeh
* Red thread of fate – It is commonly thought of as an invisible red cord around the finger of those that are destined to meet one another in a certain situation as they are 'their true love.'
