The first moment you come near me dear honey bee, I fell for you and I gave up my sweetness to you. People interpret me wrongly as a sign of happiness, a sign of expressing their love. They pluck me they take me away from you. I die within hours in their hands longing for you. Because I'm born to love, born for you. And I'm born to die in this very same place where I waited for you and lost myself when I first met you. I'm born to die for love with love only for you.
