Poetry

 
If the thing that can break my heart, 
is the thing that can make you alright.

Then im ready to suffer, 
for I want to see your laughter.

Now im standing in a fact, 
that you can never love me back.

Your love for me is just for friend, 
but my love for you would never end.

I hope someday someone will come, 
and appreciate how precious I am.

But I know when that time come, 
its not me whom I used to be.

How I dream that I can see you turning back, 
and would wipe these tears in my eyes I have.

These smiles pretend to be the mask of my heart, 
my tears are the reflection of my drearly heart.

Now you know that my smikes means that im lying, 
but my heart can't deny that its breaking.

I wrote this letter not to make you feel pity, 
but all I want is to prove my sincerity.

Hoping that someday, 
were meant to be.