I heard a story about love
it does conquers all,
how the beauty of it
tries to **** somebody.

They started to be a strangers
meeting with friends to friends
shake hands, a little glimpse of smile
and suddenly her name was known.

They were happy to hear stories
each pages were meaningful
and when someone get hurts
you were susceptible.

The tenure you were together laughing
and those memories that was so rigid
your determination on making on time
though you always omit failure.

Things goes up side down
I cried, I laugh, I feel anger at times
not because I don't give love
because I gave it to be destroyed, by you.

And now I see your widest smile
those shining shimmering eyes
while you are waiting on that isle
to whom I didn't know.

Then my tears slowly falls apart.