I want...

I want to plant a seed,
A seed in her mind,
Her mind that never loved me,
I who always was a fool for her,
But she, who was always beautiful.

I want to plant an idea,
An idea of "why not me?",
I who always loved you,
You who never cared about me,
But I, who always found you beautiful.

I want to give you my heart,
My heart that always beat for you,
You who never noticed them,
Them which always kept searching for you,
You, who were always busy being beautiful.

I want to pull myself out of you,
You who never poured a drop of love,
Love of which I had thirst of,
A thirst that will be never cleared by you,
But you, who still are the most beautiful.