The Past three years,
Those love, turned to tears.
Walking down those familiar streets,
sing those song we used to sing.
every sights and every sound we share,
every fragment of memory we once had.
Hiding from the sorrow
Hiding from the pain
You're the last dose
Of wonder pill that keeps me sane
The word Beautiful cannot describe you
Neither can "Wonderful".
I bleed and I cried,
Sob and weep every night
Till today , I decide,
I'll write you this poem
With frozen tears , solid as ice
Every drop of them , companied by blood
Forced to flow
From the my hearts own hole.
Hold me up,
And throw me down.
And thats how this love will sound
