Persian Westender

I can’t hold you my dearest!

You are too fragile.

You will break to pieces of butterflies….

I can’t touch you my dearest!

You’ll be shattered to tears and cries….

You’re so fragile….and what a pity it is!

I can’t watch you my dearest!

You’ll be disappeared if I do so,

Since you are too fragile, too much

As the silence in depth of the forest is such…

I even can’t to think of you…you will be forgotten

Since you’re too fragile my dearest...!

…..And I wonder with such tenderness,

How will you stand this smashing/ crushing/ shattering/ demolishing/ exploding and squashing romance?

Huh?!