Crying out in pain,
Soothing as he is calm,
Memories remain,
Like the lines in a palm.
Never will they fade
Or vanish in the air.
Life's like a sherade,
When pretending not to care.
Smiles make hearts melt,
Anger makes people cry,
This feeling I have felt,
Make my heart and soul fly.
Sitting by your side,
Wishing just a little more,
The feeling will subside,
But my heart will be forever sore.
