I met him and he met me,
This is really a love story...

Singing in the lonely breeze,
As I watch you far away...

I welcome you to this little wonderland,
Where all nightmares comes from...

I still remember the days,
When we first met...

My memories... is my life,
Do you remember when you found me...

Dear diary,
I got you from father...

We use to hate,
We use to be dead...

Little Mary was a little girl,
She has her own little world...

He used to be my friend, best friend,
He was always by my side everyday...

I opened my eyes,
And saw reality...