Before she came I was all alone
but pleased, relaxed liberated from pain
fain to gain
insane for getting the fame
and now she came
I thought
I would never be the same  
she came closer to me I came closer her
became friends
caught a movie caught a date
and I was feeling differ
but something happened
I saw her
with a man holding her hand
we fought a lot
wanted to never see her again
I thought it's over
back again feeling alone
but this time no joy no hope for me to obtain
but I got the know that
he was just a friend of her
who was like a brother
I deplored, felt to be sorry for her
I apologized, contrite, met to her
she was lovely and placid
to condoned a lover
I was blessed jocose to see her again
at the end it was nothing in vain
so now
we lived we traveled as it was dream of her
watching the sky willing to fly
like will never see in future
a day came
which I imprecate the most
that day she died of cancer
I broke, I cried
tried to commit suicide
just to vanish corpus
as that day
we both had died