I walk the unsteady path
towards your house and you thought
that I'd never come visit you.
Carrying those daisies,
each a different size and height-
it resembles the love I had for you,
it grows and time goes by,
and those artificial colorings needed no more,
the truth's right here and the love was real.

Oh, I remember how my chrysanthemums have withered
and fell to the ground within a second and I
tapped my feet in anxiety.

I left those daisies; pretty like you:
and they shall never fade away because
you're the only one I need. Yet I
stopped to watch the time as it ticks away.
These word left unspoken, and they will stay
that way within this time, you should know;
you should know the meaning of this,
and returning a smile, you walked away.