The boy looks strong from the outside,
although he is broken inside, he does not show his feelings as he is broken inside because the boy doesn´t want to see his beloved sad
that's why he does not give up fighting so he can conjure up a smile on their faces and thus his broken parts are rebuilt together thanks to just a simple smile.

She holds her pen
Write on my heart
Thanks to her
I finally know
How the love feels
Under her pencil.

When she writes
Her pencil starts
Scratching the paper

It creates a sound
A sound that was like
Music to ears

I love that sound
It reminds me
How she fill my empty world
With her beautiful words.

You are the sun
And I am the moon
It is almost impossible that we meet
But one day we will unite.

He used to walk with life in his stride
He used to strut with a heart full of pride

These days see him stumbling every so often
These days see his eyes vacant and sullen

So I asked if there was anything bothering him
So I asked what is it that made his light so dim

He tarried, then answered with conviction true
He tarried before he finally answered, *"You..."

Her flames continued to spread
She hurt everyone except me
I am her water and
I am the only one who knows
How to extinguish
Her flames.

If we poets are sad
No tears fall from our eyes
Words fall from our hearts
That brings the blank sheet
And the pen in hand to life
They know how we poets feel
Because they were always
In good and bad days there
Like best friends for life.