I saw the girl upon your arm,
I saw your smile...

Ancient, wise oak door
Visible scars telling the story of its experience...

The Sun's golden shine,
Starts darkening into orange...

Roses sway in the wind, so free with no worries,
Striving to the delicate, silver moonlight...

I'm a jagged, helpless rock tossed upon stormy...
Crashing against high walls, my love chipped off...

I never got to say goodbye,
I never told you I was sorry...

You promised me,
That you'll stay by my side...

Hate is...
Like the wolf, thirsty for pain and hurt...

The moment you told me you loved me,
I thanked god so long that it hurt...