Now I’m drawn to looking at her pictures, whispering words; I do really miss her. She doesn’t know how much I do, but I have to hide my feelings then; I could have told her that I like her this much, suddenly this heart of mine always refrains. So crazy as it sounds, so crazy as it seems, so crazy, yes! I’m crazy falling out for her; but I want to send her my kisses and hugs, just in case, she might still be needing my love. I want her to know how much I treasure her, with all those memories we spent together; but there’s no chance at all, indeed for maybe her feelings for me has already faded. If only I could bring back the way were before, if only I had never left her lost in the woods, if only I was the one who made her smile when she was sad, if only I could still be the one she ever loved… …only if…only if…only if….
A poem for my special friend, well, it's a long story. Now, I don't know if she could still recognize those feelings as it was yesterday.