Sweet Camellia

Crying without judging me and free spilled thoughts With trust we commend Embracing while we drink some wine and hear our feels With flying content I hoped this would be Something more real a first for me, but they just leave I know it's my fault, I gaved you my thorns instead of my greave I thought that you wouldn't leave me That you'd still be here with me My sweet camellia Can't just be seen Our voices and love anymore at ease, tell me please Don't pull by the roots, dearly remember them once more, at least I thought that you wouldn't leave me That you'd still be here with me My sweet camellia