Now I know it's really true;
perhaps it's no longer a problem of trust...

When my friend don't trust me anymore,
what's the point being friends...

The mere thought of it happening;
sent shivers down my spine...

It's never too late;
I hoped...

Today, I chose to be madly in love with you
For every minute you say you miss me...

Love itself is something not attainable with mere...
It itself is exhaustion to one's soul...

True friend
is someone who will always be by your side...

Under that moonlight,
a stranger's soul touched me...

I don't know what will it be like tomorrow,
for you and I might be enemies for all we know...

When you are down,
things appear dull...