When I started loving you,
I thought I figure out what love is.

The first date we had.
The white dress I wore.
The necklace you bought.
With the initial of yours.

When I started loving you,
I thought I figure out what love is.

But not until you left,
ripping the fabrics of my life,
leaving me at our favourite place,
leaving me alone,

With you no longer by my side.

To be continued...