Butterflies,
as i look into your eyes...

I run through the rain,
tears streaking my face...

This necklace round my neck,
is reminding me of you...

I waited for the right moment,
To tell you that i loved you...

Short while i knew you,
short while we kissed...

Kill an angel,
Inocent and willing...

Although i made mistakes,
Mistakes that cut you like a knife...

I sit alone,
on our beach...

Your not here,
so i sit alone...

I miss them winter days,
we didn't do much...

~I Did not write this,this is a poem by Andrew...
As we grow up we learn...

Dramatic little girl,
tears of hurt and blame...