All letters at once.

Angry must you be,

Bewildered at my lies,

Cursing every step we took,

Drowning in our broken dreams,

Easy it is not even for me,

I still love you, as always,

Guess I too would love to

Hug you and tell the truth.

I know you act strong,

Jolly in the face of pain,

Knocking those hardships with

Lovely smile to ease me away

My truth, but is, so hard for you,

Never can I reveal my state.

O dear, you better be away, than

Perish in my painful love.

Quiet, I will stand against,

Rough questions that you ask,

Silence shall be my answer to,

The truth you desperately seek.

Unless I die, I shall never let,

Vices of mine, scar your soul,

We but dear, have to depart,

Zenial is our meetings hence.

Yes, you shall come to me, as 

Zephyr in the months of May.