Days may come and go
but the thing that i really know...

I always pretended that every thing came true
I always pretended to have a smile on my face...

Hell was her home
Locked inside a dark room...

Listen, there is nothing i can say any more
All these days we had together nothing touched me...

I missed my smile when i used to be happy
I missed my friends when ever i get crazy...

Why does the broken heart never heal?
why when we cry we get a tear...

There was a girl who didn't bother anyone
She was kind,sweet loved having fun...

I wrote this poem to the most special person of...
who i really care of and the most rare of a kind...

There I met you so shy and quiet!
Coming to you, asking for your name and you asked...

I discovered everything that I didn't notice from...
I discovered lots of things that is not worth for...

A friend like you will never be forgotten..
Every thing joyful and great, hoping will happen...

Every time along the beautiful days..
Waking up from sleep, by the shining sun...