When I said that my heart is writhing in great agony now, my beloved laughed and said that it must writhe, since it is crazy after all.
This couplet captures the playful yet heart-wrenching dynamic between a desperate lover and an indifferent beloved. Expecting tender comfort, the lover confesses how agonizingly his heart is aching, only for the beloved to dismiss it with an amused smile—saying that a heart driven mad by love is naturally meant to writhe. It beautifully reflects the sweet cruelty of romance, where a lover's suffering is playfully normalized as the price of devotion.
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