Mozaik Role

A certain word
Stabs into you
From the wound
Leaking out liquid
Called 'love' and tested

Acts of kindness
And mere appearances
With you, the decaying garden
Fit well with me
Still, I like it... or so they say

Isn't it okay to love?
So no one can touch the restraints
Isn't this fate already?
Disappearing, disappearing, a certain love

By the end
I'll be facing you
Our relationship remains the same
What should we do about letting go?

Acts of kindness
And mere appearances
With you, the decaying garden
Fit well with me
But it's okay

Is it called loving?
Clutching and struggling
Isn't it okay to be defeated?
By the you who despises me

Isn't it okay to love?
So no one can touch the restraints
Isn't this fate already?
Disappearing, disappearing, a certain love