The rustling branches,
The murmuring voices...

You're the moon at night,
You're the sun at day...

Memories can make us laugh,
Memories can make us cry...

This is the first poem i ever wrote
I miss the way you chewed your lips...

Whenever we walked past each other,
Our eyes never meet...

I know that it's been a while,
But I can't help but think of you...

When I think of you,
I think happiness, I think fun...

I heard you say "I love you"
Too bad it wasn't me...

Deep in the forests,
Lies a peaceful mind...

Is it just that people make sacrifices
In order to belong...

The screams of the night awoke me
As well as the laughter of the perpetrator...

Not until I was six,
Did I experience rain...