Where, When, Why
are questions that I ask daily...

In secret I plan
of how to get closer...

I count the days
down by hours...

Love isn't just a word
or apart of a phrase...

I thank you very much
For this feeling which means so much...

From tears to laughs
We have brought back the past...

You love her you say
But she treats you with dismay...

Is it too late,
For the chance of a date...

Now that we have spilt apart
I have lost my heart...

I’m thinking of a hand
With gentle touch...

Even though there is a distance
That makes no difference...