I don't know you,
you don't know me,
I don't even know if
we already crossed our paths,
or even seen each other's shadows.
The only thing that connects us
is this wall where
you and I met,
maybe not face to face,
but by writing the word hello
on the upper left corner.

I wrote hello in case someone
will say hi
And yes, I found you,
and as days went on
our feeling became mutual.

From the five - letter words I wrote,
it then became too full of
words of love
that almost there's no space to write on.

Each day I arrive to school,
I excitedly go to the old building
just to greet you good morning
and before I go home,
I hastily go back to read
your reply
and then walk away with a smile
as you told me to take good care
of myself.

Later, I decided to meet you
in front of that wall,
So I wrote down the date and time
we'll see each other,
But when I came back
Tears began to fall down from my eyes,
I don't know why
But I really felt sad.

When I went there on the 2nd of August
at exactly 7 o'clock in the evening,
I was all alone,
nobody's there,
there's no you.

And the building, it was smashed into smaller pieces
including the wall that bridged our life;
they were crushed into
smaller pieces and just became
tiny stones.

I wondered if you read what I've written
on that wall,
I wondered if you have written a reply,
so I tried to put the pieces back together
like a puzzle game
in a very difficult level.

But nothing, nothing's there,
I wasn't able to assemble them all
anyway,
And my heart was too broken
like the old wall that
once was in front of me
when I'm standing at this point.

And that was the last moment I heard about you.
But I'm still haunted by the memories
We both shared in that
little span of bonding we had.

And that ends my story about me and you
and the wall.