[[very old poem]]
When I do things with you...

I look up at the sky
Tears fill my eyes...

I start to wonder
why do i love you...

Walking on the shore
Watching the sunset...

You are my best friend
'Til the very end...

There's those times I've bursted out crying
And felt like dying...

I hate life
Wish i could die...

Sitting here in the dark
Holding a white shard...

I miss the way how you taught me everything
You taught me how to sing...

I will never forget,
That very first step...

I feel like I'm missing something
But I don't know what it is...

I am proud of never giving up even when I'm...
I am proud that I've survived through three AP...