Just like a newborn*  you appeared,
Making her happy of your existence.

Just like a clown  you act,
Making her smile and happy whenever you're around.

Just like a rose  being touched,
You make her overwhelm at the same time hurt.

Just like an actor  you act,
Doing fake roles of someone just to be liked.

Just like a knife  you hurt,
Leaving a wound which could heal,
Leaving a scar that may be or may not be erased.

Just like a wind  you left,
Leaving nothing but the feeling of being passed by.