She smiles today,
But will stay silent tomorrow.
Love like no other and her beauty is my weakness,
Beast inside, tempts and emerged to her with such firmness.

Her silence show her pain and her pain is mine,
Mine to bare, mine to keep and not to share.
And I admit that I was wrong for not listening to my heart,
Because I was confused by what they say I let us fall apart.

Now we smile at each other every time we meet,
And blush and look away every time we greet.
Knowing to ourselves that we could have been more,
Not knowing that we would be separated was never sure.

Often I weep right after we talk on the phone,
And I know she does the same when she's all alone.
And I wish some day we will reunite again,
Because in this story beauty is the beast and I will love her the same.