Another day i can't be by your side to celebrate...
another day feeling guilty for being away...

I can still feel your hand on my back
i can still hear you cheering me up when i was sad...

-* -*- not a poem, i just wanted to share what...
i just saw a poem about suicide, written by a guy...

Sometimes life, and god himself puts us a lot of...
"it's not about how hard you can hit... is...

How could i forget you love me if you're all i...
how could i forget if thats what keeps my soul...

Those eyes of her has a light
so bright that i cant even explain it intensity...

Every time i see the sun is coming out like today
all i can think about is in you and me spending...

You live inside of me
i can feel you in my soul...

I think about you ...and i have an illusion again
i look at you... and i can see a new world to live...

I was born to love you like crazy
because your love is my proudest possession...

You give me so much happiness
so much brightness and fantasy...