I saw a black diary
With a smell of cherry
I know this is not an imaginary
But it’s belong to gary
The answer to my question
In written at the bottom
I realize it’s hard to be alone
So you end your life because of your depression
If I can only move the time back
I will tell you what all you got
Just to make you laugh
But it’s too late for that
I wish it’s not too late to our story
So I will continue your diary
And I make it a happy ending story
Even though our love story is only an imaginary
